The Keeper, No. 1: Where Elias Goes to Write

The first episode of The Keeper, the television expression of this house: a half hour, cut for broadcast from the prelude and The Sunday Room, with titles.

Imagine a room with me: two chairs, a lamp instead of the overhead light, a window with something worth looking at in it. Then six minutes on a bicycle through Frisco at the gold hour, and the discovery that I know this town well enough to leave it. The versions of people we keep and defend. Why the later truth does not crawl backward and erase the earlier one. A portrait catches a Tuesday afternoon, not a person. Home as the thing that survives the change. The question of the week: what is one beautiful thing you still protect from being rewritten? The house pumpkin bread, with the numbers for nine thousand feet. And, as promised, where Elias is going to write.

Leave the room ready. Someone is coming.

The Keeper with Avery Lane Maxwell is a host-led literary series from Galena House, made at nine thousand feet in Frisco and Dillon, Colorado. Every episode, the letters and the kitchen: averylanemaxwell.com

A note from the house: this is a personal programme. I tell these stories as I remember and understand them, from my own life and perspective. When other people wander into them, I protect what belongs to them.

I tell these stories as I remember and understand them, from my own life and perspective. When other people wander into them, I protect what belongs to them. These are my words. My memories. And this morning, a room.

All right. Come in. It is already warm. Good morning. It is Sunday.

That is the door. And behind it, a room. Not a real one. Not exactly. A room I would like you to imagine with me, for about the length of a cup of coffee.