​Post Archive

  • 9 June, 2015

    On the third floor of the house I grew up in were three rooms. There was my mother’s sewing room on the east side, a bathroom with a clawfoot tub next to the landing where the cedar chest stored our winter things, and a large bedroom on the west side

    ...
  • 24 March, 2015

    You know the deal. There’s one on this site. “Anne Fleming is the author of…” or “Anne Fleming grew up in…” or “Anne Fleming’s latest book…” This is my problem: I’ve been asked to participate in this really fantastic-looking event, the Quest Writer’s Conference, June 21-28. I was supposed to

    ...
  • 3 December, 2014

    Again I lag, no steady chapter-a-day, alas. But herewith, a long chapter: The Ship. Chapter XVI: The Ship Queequeg, for unexplained reasons, wants Ishmael to pick a ship for the both of them. Ishmael settles on the Pequod. This is one of those rare long chapters. Here we are introduced

    ...
  • 13 November, 2014

    Chapter XV: Chowder Ishmael sees portents of doom en route to the inn in Nantucket where he and Queequeg will stay. There they are served excellent chowder, cod or clam, night and day.

    ...
  • 11 November, 2014

    Chapter XIV: Nantucket “Nantucket! Take out your map and look at it.” It’s a sliver of a sand in the middle of the sea. It is all about the sea. All people who have ever lived in Nantucket are bound up in the sea.

    ...