Friday, September 5, 2008
I spent Labor Day evening through the afternoon of Sept. 4 at Star Island, miles off the New Hampshire coast, teaching a Granite State College creative writing course. No TV. No radio. Newspapers ignored. Great people, and likely one of the best classes I've ever had the pleasure of conducting. It made this modern day multi-market iMac G5 freelancer want to stay there another year or so, working in one of the loft rooms with a view, holed up with a borrowed Royal typewriter, with plenty of ribbons, paper, and the intentions of crafting a fat novel to blow everything else I've ever written and published in the past quarter century away. Star feels ancient, awesome.
Here's a gull's eye view of the place. --S.H.
(Steve Hickoff photo)