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...
by Chris Woodside | Dec 2, 2015 | Get This
Laura Ingalls Wilder with Rose Wilder Lane (apparently), Mansfield, Missouri, early 1900s. Hi everybody, I’ve come up for air. I was working very hard the last several months, not only editing Connecticut Woodlands magazine for CFPA and Appalachia journal for...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 27, 2015 | Get This
Left-right: My sister-in-law Julie Gribbins, niece Shannon Gribbins, me, and my sister, Anne Woodside Gribbins. Here in southern California—er, I mean rainless Deep River, Connecticut—my husband and I visited for a few hours this afternoon with my sister Annie. She...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 15, 2015 | Get This
Madison and Adams seen from the Diagonal Trail in Randolph, NH I retreated to Randolph, New Hamphire. For two weeks. I wrote and edited chapters of my next book, Libertarians on the Prairie. I revised and printed out. I revised again and printed out again. I looked at...
by Chris Woodside | Aug 21, 2015 | Get This
Shadow clouds and shadow human on Mount Garfield. Early this week, my husband Nat, daughters Elizabeth and Annie, and Elizabeth’s boyfriend, Greg, hiked up to Mount Garfield in the White Mountains and stayed at Garfield Ridge Campsite. Sixteen mountains in the...
