2025 Quarry Farm Fellow Thomas W. Howard Contributes a Quarry Farm Testimonial
Categories: The Study

Written by: Thomas W. Howard

Posted: September 1, 2025

“A Thoreauvian at Quarry Farm” (A Quarry Farm Testimonial)

EDITOR’S NOTE: We occasionally feature testimonials from recent Quarry Farm Fellows and Residents, which combine conversational illustrations of their research and writing process with personal reflections on their experiences as Twain scholars, teachers, and fellows. Applications for Quarry Farm Fellowships are due each Winter. Find more information HERE .

 

Thomas W. Howard is an Assistant Professor of Humanities at Bilkent University (Ankara, Türkiye). His research focuses on nineteenth-century American literature and science as well as the environmental humanities. His current book project, Aphoristic Science: Ecology, Psychology, and Nineteenth-Century American Literature, centers an open-ended aphoristic style in the emergence of transatlantic scientific methods, especially among the American Transcendentalists and Pragmatists. His research has been previously supported by The Huntington Library and a Fulbright Research Fellowship in Germany. His work appears in ISLE: Interdisciplinary Studies in Literature and Environment and Green Letters: Studies in Ecocriticism.
Professor Howard has particpated in a number of events sponsored by CMTS and has given the following talks:

  • Thomas W. Howard, “Beyond Mental Telegraphy: Twain’s late Psychological Fiction” (July 16, 2025 – The Park Church)
  • Thomas W. Howard, “‘Two stories tangled together’: The Double Brain, Pudd’nhead Wilson and Those Extraordinary Twins” (August 6, 2022 – Elmira College Campus)
Thomas Howard - 2025 Quarry Farm Fellow
It was not until the last day of my two-week residency at Quarry Farm that I climbed the stone steps to the site of Twain’s octagonal study. With the structure itself now on the campus of Elmira College, all that remains on the hill are a couple wooden benches and a few pieces of stone, perhaps remnants of the foundation. I have now been to Quarry Farm twice, but I never spend much time on the hill. Still, the study—and its absence—always seems to occupy much of my mind.

I think I linger on the study because I’m a Thoreauvian at heart, and it reminds me of Thoreau’s cabin at Walden Pond. Both are remarkably similar structures: a single room, a fireplace, a table, a few chairs, and a place to lie down (a bed for Thoreau, a sofa for Twain). Both were used, at least in part, as writing retreats. And some of the greatest works of American literature—from Thoreau’s Walden to Twain’s Adventures of Huckleberry Finn—were written in these spaces.

In fact, the more one looks at the two writers, the more the similarities mount. Both wrote river-themed texts: Thoreau was finishing A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers during his two-year stay at the cabin, and among Twain’s prolific output in Elmira was Life on the Mississippi. Both were avid travelers, albeit with vastly different scales to their journeys: Thoreau took excursions to Canada, Maine, and the Great Lakes; Twain voyaged to Europe, the Levant, and around the world in 1895. Both men were also personally invested in new literature-adjacent technologies: Thoreau with pencil manufacturing, Twain with book printing and publishing. And both were keenly aware of the social and political issues of their day, appearing in works like Thoreau’s “Resistance to Civil Government” and Twain’s “A True Story, Repeated Word for Word as I Heard It.”

View of the Quarry Farm Parlor from the Porch

But as I sit on the back porch of Quarry Farm, it is the alignment of the ideal environments for writing that the two writers chose that stands out to me. An obvious lesson—as many readers of Walden have taken it—is to build a cabin of one’s own. One can imagine an English department not as a university hall, but rather a neighborhood of garden plots—what they call a “Schrebergarten” in Germany. Yet, it is not merely the structure and the immediate vicinity that provides the space for thinking and writing, but also the magnificent view from a space of isolation, as Twain writes in a letter to Joseph Twitchell:

“Susie Crane has built the loveliest study for me, you ever saw. It is octagonal, with a peaked roof, each octagon filled with a spacious window, and it sits perched in complete isolation on top of an elevation that commands leagues of valley and city and retreating ranges of distant blue hills. It is a cosy nest, with just room in it for a sofa and a table and three or four chairs—and when the storms sweep down the remote valley and the lightning flashes above the hills beyond, and the rain beats upon the roof over my head, imagine the luxury of it! It stands 500 feet above the valley and 2 1/2 miles from it.”

Study in original location
Much the same could be said of the house at Quarry Farm, too. The great affordance of the Quarry Farm Fellowship—beyond the well-stocked library, the college archives, the support from the Center for Mark Twain Studies, and of course the novelty of staying where Twain once stayed—is the solitude. I was alone during my two-week stay, making an “escape” up the hill completely unnecessary. And when the summer heat finally broke and a storm swept over the foothills around Elmira, the view from the porch was just as awe-inspiring as how Twain describes it from the study.

 Instead of isolation, perhaps what the study and the cabin afford is a space for community. Though somewhat unintuitive for a writing retreat, such socializing is implied from Twain’s letter, quoted above, when he claims there are “three or four chairs” in the space. Perhaps this is unsurprising for Twain, given that his “study” in his Hartford house was actually the billiard room, but it also carries over to Thoreau. In Walden, he writes:

“I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society. When visitors came in larger and unexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, but they generally economized the room by standing up. It is surprising how many great men and women a small house will contain.”

Contrary to the popular view of Thoreau as a hermit, he designed his cabin as a space for socialization: a chair for himself, another for a friend, and a third for “society.” His Journal from that time records many guests stopping by to visit, and he frequently took companions on his daily saunters around Concord. Even Emerson, who was much more at home in his library than in the woods, joined his protégé’s walks on occasion. Surely his neighbors found Thoreau a bit odd, but he was hardly a hermit even during his Walden years.

 But again, as with solitude, the house at Quarry Farm provides plenty in the way of potential society. Although the dining room and parlor for display only—“not intended for daily use,” as the guide says—the back porch is full of at least a dozen places to sit. These were well-used during my first time at Quarry Farm, when I participated in a weeklong writing workshop following the 2022 Quadrennial. Our group spent the mornings working on individual projects under the guidance of John Bird, but our lunches were always shared out on the porch. By the late afternoon, we all fell to chatting in those very chairs. Getting to know John and his wife Seung, along with my fellow early-career cohort, was the highlight of that week.

So, if Thoreau’s cabin and Twain’s study primarily offer solitude and society, at different times, then I have had those very things from the house at Quarry Farm. In fact, the more I consider it, the more I find that the house in its current state is something of a deconstructed octagonal study or Thoreauvian cabin. The upstairs is devoted to fellows’ use, with a nice new desk, a few chairs for reading, and even a standing desk, if that’s your thing. The house encourages you to find a space of your own for the solitary writing. In both of my stays, I  have gravitated toward the isolation of the upstairs spaces. But when it’s time for socializing, the back porch beckons. Moving around the property, you begin to feel the effects that different environments have on your mental state. I, for instance, can read on the back porch, but I never wrote there.

But more than anything, the feature of a stay at Quarry Farm that is most in line with Thoreau’s cabin and Twain’s study is the chance to break away from workaday life to try something new. For Thoreau, the two-year stay at Walden Pond was itself an experiment, an attempt to “live deliberately” (and to find out what that means). For Twain, as he wrote to Charles E. Perkins, being “perched away up here on top of the hill near heaven” enabled him to attend to higher matters rather “than to bother myself with the humble insect-interests & occupations of the distant earth.” The two sites are thus more than just places to write; they are places to try something new.
This final affordance aptly summarizes my own experience as a Quarry Farm Fellow. Unlike others who might be deep into Twain-centered monograph or who are conducting detailed archival research, I came to Quarry Farm simply to explore a new project. My first Twain essay, which I completed during the 2022 workshop, had been accepted for publication, so now it was time to see what else about Twain inspired me. And since I had been drawn to the later, more psychological Twain, I decided to focus on No. 44, The Mysterious Stranger.

 My time at Quarry Farm was exploratory, an experiment. I first read through the Mysterious Stranger manuscripts, of course. Most of my time, however, was spent looking through books in the upstairs library. As an Americanist working abroad in Turkey, I am generally quite limited with access to physical books. Bilkent’s librarians are great, and I can request anything I need through interlibrary loan or purchasing, but this nonetheless requires that I know the specific thing I need. The library at Quarry Farm rather allowed me to browse—literally, to feed on leaves—through texts I had not known before. As we continue moving toward e-books and digital services in university libraries, it is good to remember the value of physical shelves and the serendipitous encounters they enable.

Writing Desk in the Quarry Farm Parlow

1872 Writing Desk in the Quarry Farm Parlor

Thoreau, I imagine, would have found the Quarry Farm Fellowship to be an odd thing.  Why venerate another author in this way? Why stay where he found inspiration rather than finding somewhere unique to you? But I think this is the, perhaps unintended, brilliance of the absent octagonal study: fellows cannot do exactly what Twain did. Rather, Quarry Farm requires each occupant to find their own space, to explore their own project in their own way.

 I am reminded of the Old Manse: the Emerson ancestral house overlooking the Old North Bridge in Concord. Emerson had written the first draft of Nature in an upper room, using a mobile desk to adjust his position so that he could gaze out of the windows as he wrote. When Nathaniel Hawthorne moved in, he used the same room to write around twenty short stories eventually published as Mosses from an Old Manse. Yet Hawthorne chose an in-built desk for his writing, turning his back on the windows and facing instead a blank, interior wall. And although Thoreau never stayed at the Old Manse, he did plant a vegetable garden for the Hawthornes, and what is a garden if not writing of another sort in a vegetal medium?

In the same way, I’m sure that no two experiences at Quarry Farm are identical, and this is why it is such a special place to work. From the initial excitement of staying where Twain did, to the developing of daily work habits, the space transforms alongside its occupant. And though time there is always temporary, this was also true for Thoreau’s and Twain’s writing retreats. Thoreau never intended to move permanently to Walden Pond, and I imagine Twain would hardly have been as prolific in Elmira if he lived there year round. Rather, these spaces shift your perspective, sparking new ideas that continue to simmer for months or even years to come. The lesson of the absent study is therefore not to recreate it (though that would be nice), but rather to practice the inspiring, experimental mode of thinking that the environment allows. At least, that has always been my experience up on the East Hill.

Quarry Farm in Autumn

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