A Visit From a Reader

Last Friday, I had a visit from a reader who’d been commenting on my posts for several months. I always try to reply to readers’ comments. So Judith and I were soon engaged in what passes for a twenty-first-century epistolary correspondence via cyberspace. Not bad for...

Walking My Way Back to My Desk

I’d been working full-time revising a novel from August twentieth until September twenty-first. Those were four glorious weeks of concentrated work, during which I never had to wonder, What am I going to write today? I worked on the revision morning and afternoon,...
Train Travel on Amtrak’s Vermonter

Train Travel on Amtrak’s Vermonter

Last Friday, I boarded Amtrak’s Vermonter and headed to Penn Station. It was a great way for a slow-living homebody to travel. The train isn’t the fastest way to get to New York City, and it’s certainly not the least expensive, but it’s so much nicer than the...
Seeing Behind You

Seeing Behind You

The biggest challenge of sculling for me is not balancing in a long, narrow boat nor wielding eight-foot oars, but seeing behind me. When I’m in my racing shell, I face where I’ve been but can’t see where I’m going. Fortunately, I row on the...

MY SUMMER VACATION

MY SUMMER VACATION Last week I went on my long-anticipated summer vacation during which my husband and I planned to hike sixty miles of The Long Trail, bringing our twenty-plus year section hike to an end. DAY 1. We were exhausted and unprepared, so we stayed home,...
Walking & Writing as a Way of Life

Walking & Writing as a Way of Life

WALKING AND WRITING AS A WAY OF LIFE Walking and Writing are a way of life for me. Hiking over the uneven terrain of uncertainty helps shake my ideas into place, and I return to my desk with mental clarity. When it’s emotional upset that blocks my progress,...