Scott Sparling

Hallucinations, a blog about writing, trains, and Wire to Wire

Into the Bay

Posted on Dec 14th, 2015.

Harp, Slater, and Lane live their tangled, messed-up ways in a Michigan town I call Wolverine – actually the combination of two towns I love very much, Frankfort and Elberta. Shown in this beautiful video at 1:19. Watch it full screen. But please don’t move there.


"As the land grew closer, pinpoints of light dotted the north arm of the bay. To the south were the faint outlines of Pregnant Point. At the far end of the bay were three giant stumps rising high as the hills—Sunoco Oil tanks, no longer in use. He remembered when they were new. The ship’s horn sounded, thunderous in the night. A minute later they passed the lighthouse into the bay, and for a moment the land seemed to be opening her arms."