The more I read, the more I appreciate Emilie Loring’s artistry. … More Sometimes, It Pays to Look Deeper
I have just finished a spate of travel–five states in eight days–to Kansas, Wisconsin, Arizona, California, and Colorado. Settling down to write again has me thinking about writing routines, writing materials, and writing rituals, all of which require a re-start after interruption. For Emilie Loring, as for me, concentration was essential to composition; every competing … More Writing Through Interruption
He admires her bravery. “What is this? A movie company on location?” She trusts him on sight and admires his quick thinking. He bent as if to kiss her, whispered:–“Name’s Drex. Danger.” Before Kay Chesney and Drex Hamilton leave the seedy, border-town bar and cross the International Bridge into Mexico, they are forced into marriage by an … More She Fell Secretly in Love with Her Character
Meet Miss Esther Wood. Born in Blue Hill, Maine in 1905, Esther earned degrees from Colby College and Radcliffe, taught at public and private schools, taught history at the University of Maine, wrote four books and numerous magazine and newspaper articles, and was inducted to the Maine Women’s Hall of Fame. I took this photo … More You Have the Opportunity and You Must Use It
I’ve learned to pay attention when serendipity strikes. Last night, I watched another episode of Netflix’s new series, “The Crown.” The story begins on VE-“Victory in Europe”-Day, May 8, 1945, when Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret celebrate incognito on the streets of London. Two years later, Elizabeth became Queen Elizabeth II of England, but that night, … More Who Taught the Queen to Dance?
Oh, the many things that happen in a year! One year ago, I started this website and blog with two goals: (1) find Emilie Loring’s readers (2) let them know that her biography is on its way. This was my first website, my first blog, but with a large dose of Emilie Loring optimism, I began. … More The Emilie Loring Collection Celebrates Its First Year
I think we’ve all had the feeling of being led to something, of being called by something. It’s happened while researching Emilie Loring’s life–the urge to turn down an unknown street, and there is something I’ve hoped to find; the impulse to turn just one more page or take a book off the shelf that, … More When Things Just Want to be Found