June 18, 2003

Ecotone Mini-mirror

The "Writing about Place" group is coming together. We would love to have visitors, but you may be hesitant to visit something called a 'wiki' (no, it is not a creature from Star Wars II). So, I'm going to post a couple of simple links to the main pages where stuff is happening, and will come back and update this post as warranted by changes at the front page of our "Place" called the Ecotone (which I define at the end of this post).

Come and just read. Then, if you want, as we develope the site further, you can submit links, urls, excerpts and make comments. Ease into it, just go over now for a few minutes and take a look, won't you?

How I Started Thinking About Place - And Why I Started Writing About It Read a dozen or so essays from around the world on this subject.

Here is the discussion recorded so far in response to the essays named above.

That should do for starters. We are still at work making the page more friendly and more comfortable for visitors. Please send comments or emails, we would appreciate feedback so much!


Ecotone: (noun) term from ecology. A place where landscapes meet-- like field with forest, or grassland with desert. The ecotone is an area of increased richness and diversity where the two communities commingle. Here too are creatures unique to the ecotone... the so-called 'edge effect'. Here in the online Ecotone for Writers about Place, we hope to create an edge effect, bringing distinct and different places and communities together to enrich our world. Enjoy your visit.

Posted by fred1st at June 18, 2003 12:21 PM | TrackBack
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Because it is already past my bedtime (and I was a few hours late getting there last night), this must be short; but, I couldn't pass by a blank comments section for fear the blank would say "no one's lookin'" to the writers whose sweat (or non-sweat labor) have built the content of the wiki. The content is emotion (isn't that the content of 99.44% of writing?) Several of the evaluators on the site mentioned childhood memories or feelings. One went so far as to say that perhaps our school systems cheat children out of the comfort of a warm learning place (I hope that I interpreted her meaning correctly--these words are mine.) Perhaps places, and the things in those places, supply a handy hook on which to attach a silken, linen, woolen, or sissal thread, as appropriate to the hook, leading back to the core of our being that was formed in those childhood places, producing the tapestry of our lives. The tapestry isn't uniform, it's a jumble of various colors, textures, and oddments; but, with a little bit of luck, it is pleasing to the owner. Do encourage all to keep up the effort. Good night.

Posted by: Cop Car at June 18, 2003 10:12 PM

I jumped in. Articles about place comprise about a quarter of what I write at Pax Nortona, so I feel qualified. Maybe I don't have a garden, but I've always been conscious of the transitions on the hillside beyond the condos across the street and have set myself many times into the local wilderness areas trying to get a feel for the chaparral.

The elfin forest is often in the back of my mind when I write about other matters and I've featured much of it in my photography. With all its different environments and micro-climates, California is a lunatic asylum of species -- which is why I like it here. I see myself at the edge where the asphalt meets the greasewood thicket.

(Hmmmm. Doesn't that make me a mockingbird?)

Posted by: Joel at June 22, 2003 02:17 AM

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