Retracing Emilie Loring’s Steps in Ogunquit, Maine

Ogunquit, 1947 Ogunquit, Maine is a vacation beach town. In 1947, it was both salve and inspiration for Emilie Loring. Her husband, Victor, had died in February, and when summer came, she didn’t have the heart to go back to an empty Stone House in Blue Hill. But the call of Maine was still strong. … More Retracing Emilie Loring’s Steps in Ogunquit, Maine

Boston Memory Lane

Nostalgia was the theme of my first day back in Boston. The Approach I drove in from the west on Highway 2, a winding, tree-shaded road with signs made for old-timers: “Exit 125… Old Exit 50.” The new numbering system corresponds to the nearest mile marker; the old one was sequential, a nostalgic throwback. (The … More Boston Memory Lane

Welcome to Maine. You’re Already Here in Your Mind

Today’s post is for you who follow this blog and tell me how much you’d love to see Maine yourself. In Blue Hill this year, I visited friends, made little discoveries, and snapped photos that speak of the place, of Emilie’s times and ours. If you’ve read Emilie Loring’s descriptions of Maine for years, you … More Welcome to Maine. You’re Already Here in Your Mind

After Happy Landings, “Emilie Loring’s New England”

Yes, I know. The ink is not yet wet on copies of Happy Landings: Emilie Loring’s Life, Writing, and Wisdom, and I’m thinking about what comes next. Emilie did that, too: The morning after I turn in a manuscript to my publisher I start another novel just so I won’t forget how it is done.”   … More After Happy Landings, “Emilie Loring’s New England”