Sunday – day #3. Today we meet and spend the day with Anne Fadiman, our visting master writer. We are in our own bubble of writers and words here, in a beautiful New Hampshire mountain setting. There is even a fox den at the base of our dormitory’s hill, amidst a burbling brook and giant ferns. The momentum of the residency program has an engaging hum of its own; I resist driving off campus in favor of staying in step with the rhythm.
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Lisa
What lovely photos & writing (like listening in to your gentle thoughts!) I loved the photos of Nan’s house (do I know her?) Call me when you are passing through . . I miss seeing you. Hope all is well.
Love, Susan
I want to be a master writer. How awesome is that?
Hope you are doing great!
Wow! How I envy you right now! I would so love to be out there writing. Enjoy your time there and soak up lots of creative energies.
So glad you brought your camera — gorgeous shots. Lovely vicarious living for the rest of us.
Congratulations to you, dear Lisa, for making it happen. And do enjoy it all. Lots of love. Liesa