The travel restrictions of a global pandemic taught me something about myself. My voracious appetite for travel wasn’t just about leaving or escaping. It was, first and foremost, about discovery–discovering new worlds. And that discovery started locally, in my back yard.
The schooner Timberwind– listed on the National Register of Historic Places–had its new bowsprit installed and rigged in on August 3rd Portland, the home harbor where it was built and christened in 1931 and where it served as a pilot boat until 1969.
Maine Writers and Publishers Alliance offers a wide array of fantastic programming for writers, including “Pitch” which offers writers the chance to pitch their manuscripts or book proposals to agents from leading […]
What a magical evening for the island community to gather and celebrate authors and artists, while raising funds for TEIA camperships. Even though waning sunlight gilded the historic club’s wraparound porch, the […]
In addition to harboring sailboats and motorboats, the Peaks Island community hosts scores of talented people who are notable nationally. Not that you could easily discern this; island notables tend to hide […]
It’s Memorial Day Weekend, the kickoff to summer, and the pivot point in the biorhythm of Peaks Island life. Leisurely strolls down the middle of the road must await late autumn as […]
Scott Kelley’s journey toward publishing “I Am Birch,” a children’s picture book with Islandport Press (2018), began at a moment when nostalgia met three historic photographs. But what happened next was infused by his role as a father to Abbott and by his working relationship with Islandport.
Neatening up the reference files in his Peaks Island studio one evening, artist Scott Kelley came face to face with three photographs that looked back at him and propelled a journey toward becoming the published author of a children’s book.
Walcott’s mention of “each phrase go be soaked in salt” represented well my experience of trying to take notes on the wave- and rain-soaked deck so that I could document the specialized language used aboard the sailing ship and could write the magazine article the way the editor requested. There was no way that I could rely upon my memory for this detail. Given the volume of sea water sloshing about, I couldn’t use the Notes app on my iphone nor could I use a regular notebook. Each moment on the rocking deck and in the hold brimmed with characters, dialogue, and action. I needed a reliable note taking tool.
I pitched a story about a historic Maine schooner leading a secret life as a floating college science classroom to Portland Magazine. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to capture a slice of one of the few semester-long full-time and full-immersion field science programs in the country.