Hello from MacDowell

I’m writing tonight from Savidge Library at the MacDowell Colony in Peterborough, New Hampshire, where the leaves are turning to fire and the turkeys roam free.

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These three wild turkeys strutting across the field are a regular fixture of my morning bike ride to Colony Hall.
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The eponymously named MacDowell Studio, my writing space for four weeks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

During my month-long residency, I am revising a novel and working on a group of poems. I knew my time at MacDowell would be special, but it’s hard to fully capture the magic of this place in a few words and pictures. I honestly feel like the luckiest writer in the world.

My writing desk in MacDowell Studio.
My writing desk in MacDowell Studio.
Picnic lunch, every day.
Yes, it’s true. Lunch really is delivered to your studio in a picnic basket every single day. Hi, Blake!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Lodge, where you'll find me when when I'm not in my studio.
The Lodge, where you’ll find me when when I’m not in my studio.
I'm in the Thornton Wilder Room.
I’m in the Thornton Wilder Room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My ride around the 450 acre property.
My ride around the 450 acre property.
The display of books by current colonists in Savidge Library. That's ECHO ECHO LIGHT and KILL YOUR DARLINGS, CLEMENTINE to the center right!
The display of books by current colonists in Savidge Library. That’s ECHO ECHO LIGHT and KILL YOUR DARLINGS, CLEMENTINE to the center left!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It hasn’t been hard to tap into the creative energy buzzing all around this place. Thank you, MacDowell. Looking forward to the rest of my stay.

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In my studio, no makeup, good hair day, stone chimney wall.
The "tombstone" plaques in my studio signed by the amazing previous colonists who have written and composed music here before me.
The “tombstone” plaques in my studio signed by the amazing previous colonists who have written and composed music here before me.