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Fall colors

Mid-August brought a snap of cold that hasn’t quite let up. It isn’t cold, really, it’s more like that persistent fall chill that turns the colors of the leaves.

This evening I’m sitting on a ridge above McCarthy Creek, where it’s eight in the evening and the sun is setting. Only two months ago I could stay out all night and it would never grow dark. Things change so fast here in Alaska, which I suppose is what I love so much about the place.

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy, as the Executive Director of the Wrangell Mountain Center. When not in McCarthy, you'll typically find me in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California, writing and working with local activists. My primary writing project right now is a novel set in remote bush Alaska, of the magical realism genre wherein an earnest and independent young woman finds a mysterious radio belonging to her grandmother, a device that has paranormal bandwidth and a disturbing ability to mess with one's mental stability.

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