Category: My Stories
Southern Writer from New England
For some time now I’ve been confused over my obsession with southern writers. I get all conflicted trying to figure out if I want to be a New Englander writing in the South, or a Southerner writing about New England. Sometimes I can’t figure out if my story is about […]
Zippers on Palta
Living with an artist often means hearing comments that may not make sense to a “normal” person. When we first moved to Peru, it surprised me that no one seemed to know what an aguacate was. Everywhere else we had been in the Spanish speaking world, the mighty avocado was […]
A Chip Off of Which Block?
A chip off of which block? I love that when I tell my son that I’m going to Arequipa, he doesn’t ask where is it or why but says “Wow! It looks like a great place. And they have incredible food. I just googled it.” [Notes from a few years […]
River Stories
There were snakes in that river. That’s why we were never to go there alone. I never saw a snake, but I knew they were there. Our mothers said so. We had just moved to our new town in June. We would have moved earlier but Mom said we had […]
My Island Life
A Hundred Years Ago – or so it seems, although by the date on the front page, I see that it was actually 27 years past – I wrote this article about what was then my life. Sometimes I think I really miss that life. Well, maybe not that life, […]
My Town
This photo article was published a while back. It was a fun research project walking around my neighborhood taking photos of amazing old houses. ABOVE – THE CUPOLA. The iconic image of the district of Magdalena del Mar will soon disappear. Well perhaps not totally disappear, but certainly from my vantage point […]
Southern Accents
And try not to sound so damned yankee! Not the typical advice from a law professor perhaps, but she hadn’t asked for advice on interpreting some obscure community property ruling. Her need on this sweltering Mississippi afternoon was for advice on how to talk to the judge who would rule […]
