The Mottled Speck

I created this logo back in September of 1996, trying to make an initial capital for my short story Who Is for Hallelujah, which begins, “The mottled, speckled brook trout hangs silent in the clear shallow stream.” Yes, I know it doesn't look much like a brookie. It's more like a sucker of some sort. But I was using my imagination and limited illustration skills in a program called Painter that was pretty frickin’ amazing back in ’96.

The photograph above was taken not far from where I live, at the confluence of Mill Brook and the Bearcamp River, one or both of which were in my mind as I wrote the story and crafted the logo.

I’ll admit it’s an odd name for a business, but I like that it contains my initials.

I moved to the family homestead in Tamworth, NH, when I was seven. The Bryant Farm has been in the family since Tamworth’s founding; the change in last name happened when my great-grandmother Florence Bryant, who was born next door in the "big house," married Harry Lincoln Smith.

I left home after to pursue a young woman and somehow ended up in the western suburbs of Chicago for 17 years, where I freelanced as an editor/proofreader, helped a trucker drive a semi full of Fannie May candy, and did graphic design for La Leche League International and InterVarsity Press. I stayed with IVP for a decade and started WordFarm Press with a small group of friends from the office, with whom I continue to serve as fiction editor.

I moved back to Tamworth in 2008 (just prior to the realization that we had entered the Great Recession). Since then, I have lived with my mother (my father having passed away in 2015) working freelance and odd jobs interrupted by a couple-year stint as the Publicity Coordinator for The Remick Country Doctor Museum & Farm. I also sell Christmas trees and serve on the board of the Tamworth History Center.

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