The following is an excerpt from an early chapter of my memoir, one week after I arrived Italy, September 2001. …
Category: writing
My Dad paddles furiously at the water, working to get in front of the wave and glide his wide and …
Sometimes I wonder if I am hiding when I write. I’m writing a memoir about a time in my past, …
I am immediately struck by the sweet perfume of flowers, the pungent odor of the fish counter, a whiff of …
Hello blog (and any loyal readers out there). I’ve missed you! I haven’t written lately because I just plain have …
For me, writing blog posts is very different than writing in a journal. There are pros and cons and I …
A new space, a new purpose, a new beginning. Welcome to my new website! There is one constant, one theme, …