He was hiking in the woods nearby one day when he had the idea for his new novel, “ Bewilderment,” which W.W. He came to the Smoky Mountains to study the park’s old growth forest and was so bewitched by the place that he decided to stay. Powers moved to Tennessee five years ago, when he was working on “ The Overstory,” a multigenerational epic that centers on the mysterious lives of trees. “Don’t get me started on these guys,” he added as he paused to examine one fern. “There could be 50 species of moss on a foot of rock,” he said. He was currently fixated on a seemingly unremarkable mossy boulder surrounded by ferns. He has spent countless hours here, writing in his electronic notebook, swimming in the frigid churn until his limbs are numb and staring up at the canopy of alders, sycamore, beech, eastern white pine, hemlock, pawpaw and maple that has become as familiar to him as his own living room.
On a cool, rainy morning in August, the novelist Richard Powers was in one of his favorite hiding places, a tiny pebble cove along a mountain stream in the Great Smoky Mountains.
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