Whispers

One of the most frustrating things about writing is writing. The question of what to write and where to start. I know. Start at the beginning. And where, pray tell, is that? Where? My thoughts all seem coherent until the very moment I face a blank page. Suddenly I have no understanding of what’s going…

Happy Place

I miss my happy place. It’s Saturday morning and I am not seated at my favorite Paris nook. How can this be? I need another Paris immersion. Soon.          

Life

I’ve had a summer unlike any experienced in many years and I am so thankful for it. To spend time in isolation with only the occasional interaction with others not of the canine variety has been a blessing that I will not attempt to describe. There is so much happening in the world that leans…

How sweet it is

After having lived much of my life in a state of crisis, I am having a mid-life crisis. Either that or I’ve just finally come to my senses.  Yeah, it’s the latter because I really am a sensible girl. No matter how much sense it might make to do things the traditional way, the truth…

Pleasure Principle: Paris pt.1

I love being in a city with more book shops than nail salons. That’s all.      

Write this way

I never go to the movies…ever. I think part of the reason is that I live in Los Angeles. Not only do I live in Los Angeles, I live in a part of town where every single person I happen upon is in the business. This means I can not take in a movie on a saturday…

Driven to Distraction

It should be noted that I am not the writer I would like to be. I refer not to the quality of my writing, but to my demeanor and focus. I would like to be the sort that goes into a trance and loses herself in creativity. The sort that forgets to bathe, dress for…