Tag Archives: E.B. White

If it’s summer in Maine, yep, it’s time for a little E.B White

I’ll keep this short, because I know you want to get outside. Yes, somehow summer has arrived, with all the wonders of that short and glorius season in Maine — the humidity, the browntail moth rash, the cars with out-of-state … Continue reading

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The Duty of Writers: Pay No Attention to Duty

Charlene D’Avanzo: I haven’t been at this mystery writing business long, so now and then I seek the wisdom of veteran authors hoping their acumen will rub off. For some reason I’m often thirsty for literary inspiration at bedtime, so … Continue reading

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Making Writing Space, Redux

We’re just back from our annual visit to beautiful Brooklin, Maine, the inspirational place I wrote about here on MCW three Augusts ago. We had two marvelous weeks there this year (which means, of course, twice the bracing swims, twice the stunning sunsets and … Continue reading

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It’s that E.B. White ode to summer time of year again

Well, it’s not even summer and it’s been 90 degrees out for two days. I’ve had enough. But one great thing about it, is that it’s a great segue into my June tradition of writing about E.B. White’s beautiful essay, … Continue reading

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A Day in Belgrade Lakes

When the Maine Crime Writers were asked to write posts for our summer series “A Day In…” my choice was obvious. E.B. White, 75 year ago, wrote an essay about Belgrade Lakes, “Once More to the Lake.” He’d taken his … Continue reading

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Hello Maine summer, courtesy of EB White

We Maine Crime Writers live in a dark place — both geographically and mentally. One of the things that makes Maine so delicious for mystery settings is its deep darkness. There are a lot of short days, a lot of … Continue reading

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Making Writing Space

What happens to me when I cross the Piscataqua and plunge rapidly into Maine at a cost of seventy-five cents in tolls? I cannot describe it. I do not ordinarily spy a partridge in a pear tree, or three French … Continue reading

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A Place Called Maine

Hey all. Gerry Boyle here. And I wasn’t sure what I was going to write about today until I was reading the newspaper last week and saw a drug bust—bags of Oxycodone, stolen handguns, felons with outstanding warrants. That’s no … Continue reading

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Take Your Child to A Bookstore Day (December 3)

  Lea Wait, here. First, I have to admit an addiction. When days are dreary, stories are stubborn and editing just seems to make my work worse, not better …. I turn not to whiskey or cigarettes, those classic writerly crutches, … Continue reading

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