I’m excited to announce that the travel anthology Wandering in Paris: Luminaries and Love in the City of Light, has just been awarded first place in its category at the London Book Festival! Three of my best stories are included in the anthology.
Find out how the women in Dubrovnik, after enduring bombing, siege and starvation, were able to transmute ashes into a source of dignity and independence — with a little help from 11,640 insect eggs hidden in one courageous woman’s cleavage.
“Lenny had asked me not to feed the birds, but he didn’t say what to do if a bird tried to feed me.” Read the story of my relationship with a fiery-billed aracari named Stravinsky. The Costa Rican bird had a gift for me—a new way to see the world.
I didn’t know whether I was being kidnapped or rescued — that was what made my one big decision so difficult. That and the fact that I was young and foolish, and more than a little anxious about being stranded in the North African desert.
Our relationship began with my quick peek at a wildly pornographic image in Thomas Cahill’s popular book, How the Irish Saved Civilization. An ancient goddess, Sheela is rendered symbolically, stripped of all but the essential features. She is naked, bald, and breastless, and reaches both arms behind her bent legs, using her hands to …
The instructions were unnerving: Boil olive oil in a hot pan, lay the horsemeat in flat, and turn it when it starts to rise. I tried hard not to visualize horseflesh rearing up out of a pan of boiling oil. We were in search of the “Puglian delicacy” I had read about in a guidebook and was determined not to miss.
