by Chris Woodside | May 1, 2016 | Get This
I believe this is the Amphibrach Trail in the White Mountains. Resist the temptation to write or photograph as you walk through the fields or woods or desert or bog. When we stop and consider the right word while looking at the broken bird’s egg, we lose part of...
by Chris Woodside | Mar 3, 2016 | Get This
Stone Pond looking toward Mount Monadnock, the site of the 2016 workshop. I have been a writer for 35 years. Much of what I’ve achieved so far, I’ve figured out by myself. But some of what I figured out, I would have loved if someone had told me early....
by Chris Woodside | Feb 25, 2016 | Get This
Sand plains near an industrial site in central Connecticut. In the 18th century, squatter farmers in central Connecticut tried to grow crops on sand plains. They failed, because the soil resembles the desert, and they abandoned the land. Particular plants and trees...
by Chris Woodside | Jan 22, 2016 | Get This
Fog rolls across Franconia Notch, White Mountains, NH. I took this on a solo backpacking trip. Have you ever thought that being scared and uncomfortable in nature might jolt you toward new ideas? People sometimes ask me why I go into the mountains by myself. I do it...
by Chris Woodside | Jan 5, 2016 | Get This
Light from Squam Lake reaches into the living room of Longhouse, Rockywold-Deephaven Camps The tag on our dining room table at last June’s writing workshop called us “Writers from the Natural World.” The actual name of my workshop is Writing from...
by Chris Woodside | Dec 17, 2015 | Get This
Was I freaked out? The day before this, possibly. Who cares? This is a beautiful memory… my daughters in the living room on Christmas. That’s all I can remember. The joy. “A man began enumerating all the things that had bothered him about his family...
