News & Events

Recent and Upcoming Events

Helen reads at Odyssey Bookshop Feb 12, 2020

February 12, 2020

Helen reads at the Odyssey Bookshop in South Hadley, MA

Join Helen and friends as she reads from her new book, The Escape Artist, at the Odyssey Bookshop

The Village Commons
9 College Street
South Hadley, MA
7:00 pm

> Read More

Helen reads from her new book at Brookline Booksmith Feb 11, 2020

February 11, 2020

Helen reads at Brookline Booksmith

Helen reads from her new book at Brookline Booksmith.  For details, click here.

279 Harvard St., Brookline, MA

7:00 pm

> Read More

“How Dare You?” – a writing class for prose writers and poets exploring issues of cultural appropriation

PAST EVENTS - July 20-27, 2019

“How Dare You?” – a writing class for prose writers and poets exploring issues of cultural appropriation.

“How Dare You?” – a writing class for prose writers and poets exploring issues of cultural appropriation. Taught by Helen Fremont and Michael Laughlan. 

Macalester College
St. Paul, Minnesota

> Read More

“Mystery and History: Walking the Gangplank of Memory” – a discussion of  the use of fictional techniques in writing memoir.

July 20-27, 2019

“Mystery and History: Walking the Gangplank of Memory” – a discussion of  the use of fictional techniques in writing memoir.

“Mystery and History: Walking the Gangplank of Memory” – a discussion of  the use of fictional techniques in writing memoir.  Taught by Nan Cuba, Alison Moore, and Helen Fremont.

Macalester College
St. Paul, Minnesota

> Read More

A celebration of the life of Neal Widett, Artist, Craftsman, and Signmaker

August 31, 2019

A celebration of the life of Neal Widett, Artist, Craftsman, and Signmaker.

A celebration of the life of Neal Widett, Artist, Craftsman, and Signmaker.

Ayer, MA

Excerpt:

“We liked to call him “The Monstah.”

A solid muscle of a man with a twinkle in his eye, Neal Widett was an indefatigable workaholic, whose idea of a good time was slicing up some lumber, carving 24-inch letters on a sign from morning till night then crafting his so-called trademark “Widett Cleat” to attach it to a building.  But Neal was also a beloved husband and friend, and when he kicked back for the evening, and settled down with a cigar in his mouth and a martini in his hand, an impish smile on his busy-bearded lips, you felt you were in the company of the Buddha, a humble man – gentle, kind, with a rascally sense of humor…”

> Read More