Thank you to guest author Dr. Chuck Radis for permission to republish his article from drchuckradis.com. I offer it to Peaks Island Press readers to foster constructive conversations about how communities can […]
How does a Maine island celebrate the retirement of a beloved librarian who has served her community for 28 years? With cake–best measured in square feet–a table groaning with brunch foods, a […]
Donate ten; buy twenty. The annual book sale, sponsored by the Friends of the Peaks Island Library, is Saturday, July 21, 2018 from 8 AM – 2:30 PM. This is your opportunity […]
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 […]
Prepare yourself for a virtual tour of a magical place, a stone house on a high point of land on an island in Portland Harbor: the Stone House of the Illustration […]
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.