As promised, today I’m sharing a DELETED SCENE FROM MY UPCOMING NOVEL I AM NUMBER 13 /May 31, 1986/ My father died today and took my whole adulthood with him. I idled in front of Nashville’s Parthenon, its concrete columns wavy through the lens of my tears. I found himContinue Reading
WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO PUT ONE’S CREATIONS OUT THERE When I was a teenager, I wanted to study abroad. I’m sure a gap year existed, but taking a year off between high school and college never occurred to me. Besides, my parents weren’t fans of my living with foreignContinue Reading
My Swiss residency at Maison Binet conjured some surprising commentary. Polly Glover sent me this remarkable Facebook message, and I wanted to share it with you. My aunt, whom I loved dearly, lived in Trélex for 50 years right across the street. As a child, I met Mme. Binet andContinue Reading