by Chris Woodside | Dec 19, 2017 | Get This
Snowfall on Pasture Path, White Mountains, New Hampshire I spent this past week inside a house with my dog in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. The first full day there, it snowed 19 inches. Snow creates the perfect writing landscape. Muffled, the world slows...
by Chris Woodside | Oct 14, 2017 | Get This
Goldenrod It is so easy to think of a writing project I’ve kept at my side for years as if it exists in perfection, a static beauty I just must uncover. In reality, an unwritten essay or story contains no form until I make it. And as I change and think in new ways as...
by Chris Woodside | Oct 9, 2017 | Get This
Forest floor in the old-growth patch called Heart’s Content. Photo by Chris Woodside In most forests in eastern North America, humans’ imprint has shaped the land beyond even what we can imagine. I have just returned from western Pennsylvania, where I visited...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 14, 2017 | Get This
Wind-formed trees hang onto a steep beach on outermost Cape Cod. Photo taken in January 2009. Wendell Berry knows Kentucky, where he has lived, written, and done some farming for most of his more than eight decades on earth. When one knows a place deeply, one writes...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 6, 2017 | Get This
Spruces on Cannon Mountain. Photo by Marcus Quigmire/Wikimedia commons I started walking in the woods as a way to write more honestly about 15 years ago, after my father died. I already knew at that point that getting onto a forest path, alone, helped me sort out...
by Chris Woodside | Aug 24, 2017 | Get This
I’m not physically here. But I’ll go there sometimes. When’s a good time for graduate school? Right now. I’ve started a history master’s program at Arizona State University. The lectures and discussions are all online. I work out of my...