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.
I tracked lemurs in Madagascar — while fighting off stinging caterpillars, malaria-carrying mosquitoes, blood-sucking leeches, spiders the size of my fist, and moths bigger than a hummingbird. Read about it in this new book.
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 …
It was perfectly seasoned, salty enough to compel another bite, and with just a tease of pepper, that came onto the tip of my tongue well after I had swallowed the rest. What ultimately seduced me was the generous texture—the gentle pop, a creamy chew, and only then the peppery suggestion. This could easily become my favorite food, except for the fact of what it is: Blood.
Was this what Pisa had become? Tourists herded from one attraction to another, planning their day around the bus schedule, purchasing silly plastic mementos destined to gather dust on far-away bookshelves? I looked more closely.
