Finding a Place in the Natural World
Reviving Artemis is the unlikely story of a woman raised in mid-twentieth-century suburbia, then lived in New York City as a young adult, and moved to Vermont in 1984. For more than thirty years, she raised domestic livestock, kept bees, and cultivated fruits and vegetables while teaching literature and telling stories. But when she turned sixty, something shifted. Luskin was overtaken by a primal urge to step out of the garden, off the blazed trails, and into untracked forest by learning to hunt deer.
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Could there be two people more different?
It’s 1964, and Rose Mayer is recently widowed, a Democrat, and Jewish. When she meets Percy Mendell, a born and bred Vermonter, who has never married and never voted for a Democrat, they clash before a surprising romance springs up, challenging all of the status quos. At age 64, they both must employ their humor, wit and compassion to even consider the other. Set against the backdrop of Vermont’s changing season and voraciously opinionated population, Into the Wilderness is both a love story and a testament to the surprising flexibility of the human heart.
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Deborah Lee Luskin
Deborah Lee Luskin moved from New York City to Vermont in 1984 to write, garden, keep bees, and raise daughters. Luskin has been an editorial columnist, radio commentator, pen-for-hire, and blogger. Her first novel, Into the Wilderness, won the Independent Publishers Gold Medal for Regional Fiction. Luskin has also enjoyed a long career as an educator, teaching writing and literature-based humanities to gifted elementary writers, college students, new adult readers, life-long learners, healthcare workers, and prison inmates. She holds a PhD in English Literature and expected to become an academic, not a deer hunter. She lives in Vermont with her husband, their dog, usually a cat, and a variable number of chickens.
Living In Place
Ephemerals & Memory
Ephemerals Wood anemone. www.instagram.com/kindlinda On May Day, Tim and I searched for ephemerals along the banks of the Rock River. An ephemeral is a plant that grows and dies within a few days. I’d seen the mottled leaves of trout lilies spearing...
This is the Way the Pandemic Ends
It’s just as T. S. Eliot says in his 1925 poem, The Hollow Men, “This is the way the world ends/Not with a bang but a whimper.” And so it is with the COVID-19 pandemic. The newest variant—BA.2—seems to be more transmissible than previous ones, and even less virulent....
For Ukraine, For All of Us
This post is dedicated to the Ukrainians fighting for their country’s sovereignty, and for all of us who still have the right to vote and self-determination. Overcoming Despair of Despotism “When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love...
