Ever wonder what happens when a young coal miner’s daughter from Eastern Kentucky gets celestially inspired when her Uncle Bobby plays Willie Nelson songs on her mamaw’s front porch, starts hearing melodies and gets in trouble for humming them too loud in class, becomes a teenager and finds a raggedy old guitar in a closet, gets frustrated about how hard and painful it is to learn to play actual songs on raggedy old guitars, learns enough chords to make up her own songs, graduates high school, goes to college cause her mama won’t have it any other way, finishes college and hands her BS in Psychology degree to her mama cause she don’t need it where she’s a goin’, moves to Nashville, gets a job as a staff writer at a publishing company, meets and works with beaucoups of artists, writers and producers, gains major momentum, gets knocked up by a devilishly handsome artist that reminds her of Townes Van Zandt, has a baby boy, marries and divorces said handsome devil, manages to make a record in the midst of learning to be a single mom, meets Ashley Monroe, plays the record for Ashley Monroe, learns that Ashley Monroe has played the record for Miranda Lambert, freaks out when she’s asked to become a member of a girl group with Ashley Monroe and Miranda Lambert, makes an album and goes on tour with Pistol Annies, plays for audiences as big as 40,000 people, performs on multiple television shows, marries her tour manager, goes on to make two critically acclaimed solo albums and three critically acclaimed albums with Pistol Annies, gets knocked up again, has baby girl, gets nominated for a grammy, gets divorced again and suddenly finds herself 45, a single mom with a teenager, a toddler and a question mark as to what in the hell she’s gonna do next?
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