“One doesn’t have to be sensitive to feel the strangeness of Deer Isle,” he writes, noting that the place “is like Avalon it must disappear when you are not there.” Steinbeck had a lifelong obsession with Arthurian legend, so this was no casual reference.
… All I knew about Deer Isle was that there was nothing you could say about it.”Īfter he’s been, he finds that he agrees with her assessment. He explains that his “friend and associate” Elizabeth Otis (actually his agent) was a longtime visitor there and had urged him to go: “When she speaks of it, she gets an other-world look in her eyes and becomes completely inarticulate.
Britain, nationalism and the complicated joy of vacationing in your own countryīut the biggest early surprise for me was that Steinbeck’s first major stop on his trip was not someplace directly west of his then-home in Sag Harbor, N.Y., but way up on Deer Isle, Maine.
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