by Annaliese | Sep 11, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
Twenty years ago I was asked to write an essay on my experience of 9/ll, which was published in Echoes #55, January 2002. All these years later I am still the only person I know to have not seen any footage of the towers coming down. A few hours ago, a friend said...
by Annaliese | Aug 26, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
I have been interviewing and writing about Maine makers for many years, and I am reminded that more and more of them are passing. I love the interview process, the crafting of questions, the research, the intimacy of the conversations. So much of this will be lost...
by Annaliese | Jul 30, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
It’s hard to believe that A Dangerous New World: Maine Voices on the Climate Crisis hit the streets well over a year ago, cresting into 2020. I organized an event in mid February in Bangor with live music, images, readings, refreshments and all that to a packed house....
by Annaliese | Jun 15, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
So excited that I get to read again with the Local Writers Read series, in the ether for the second year. Before I get rambly about it, here’s the date so you can mark your calendar (post-it, napkin, stray wisp of paper, the app on your phone): SATURDAY, 6/19, at 3...
by Annaliese | Apr 11, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Writing Blog
I’ve read a few times in these last months, but honestly it feels a bit like “look at me” to shout it out every time. Yeah, I know, that’s called publicity, getting the word out, what a writer is supposed to do—especially if you’re a writer who won’t do Facebook....
by Annaliese | Apr 9, 2021 | PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
Strange the things that move us, and how that moving gathers an energy of its own. Here’s the story. Jason Blake, a guy in his 40s I don’t know (I don’t know any of the people in this story, except me, and sometimes that even seems a tenuous knowledge or...