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...
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...
