Recently I read Tell the Wolves I’m Home, by Carol Rifka Brunt, and…
Time for another travel essay. Today’s topic: on why you should talk to strangers while traveling.
Once upon a time there was a young girl named Mary Kate who dreamed about being a writer…
To be honest, I’m not sure how this came up–I think perhaps I read a similar concept on another blog, but I can’t for the life of me remember which one–but I decided to do a study on my own personal reading history…
Time for another travel essay. Today, one of the things I do not miss about France.
At my writing group last week, an interesting question arose…
So I read The Magicians by Lev Grossman, which has been billed as “Harry Potter for Assholes”, and…
This week’s travel essay is on what happens to you when you stop traveling. (All past travel essays here)
Once upon a time, I had a dream…
I’ve decided Fridays are good days for book posts. So that is where they shall be from now unto eternity (or at least, until I change my mind again.)
