Author & Adventurer

The Black Swan: Memory, Midlife, and Migration  (Scribner 2001))

Capturing the wild and timeless world of hawks, cranes, ibises, and other migrants from Connecticut to far-flung stops in Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, and California, Batterson details a rich and evocative “coming of age” story. Along the journey, she takes fascinating detours to reflect on her daughters, her parents, her friendships, her passions, her hunger for danger, and her recurring need for solitary escape.

False Summits: Exploring the Myths, Mountains, and Mandalas of Nepal

By Anne Batterson

False Summits is about the extraordinary innocence of contemporary adventure travelers who take off for remote and exotic parts of the world in search of the “peak experiences” they have read about in glossy brochures—and paid a lot of money for—without any real understanding of the stakes involved. And it is about the conflicting feelings, loneliness and isolation of a leader who does.

Sounding (A Novel)

A love story involving two men and a woman explores the deep currents of need and desire that influence human behavior.  The story unfolds in a beach cottage next to the Atlantic Ocean near Woods Hole on Cape Cod where two of the three work–Will, marine biologist, and Lara, micro-biologist. Peter, Lara’s husband and Will’s best friend, teaches Irish literature at Boston University.  While Sounding explores the dynamics of human relationships on both emotional and biological levels, it is a stranding of pilot whales on Cape Cod, an event driven by the harsh realities of evolution, that demonstrates what is truly beautiful and as well, redeemable about the human species.

“The Albatross That Waits”

A Coming of (old) Age Adventure

My decision to sail across the notoriously treacherous Drake Passage to Antarctica on a 56’ sloop with seven people (two of them children who lived on the boat) was as turbulent and exciting as a dare. It was not until David and I were saying goodbye to friends and family that we learned many of them thought the journey was ridiculously dangerous. I suspect they also thought we were in denial about growing old. Maybe this was true, but to me it had more to do with staying fully alive. At seventy-one, I was eager to make peace with my aging body, not to mention my unruly spirit during these final decades of my life.

Copyright Anne Batterson, 2014. All rights reserved.