Developing a writing ritual or routine is a feat to be celebrated. So what happens when one travels, and as a result uproots all of that progress for a moment in time? For me, traveling is a time of suspension, a hiatus of sorts when all of the routines of life get put on pause […]
The little signs of late spring–longer days, blossoms waking up after hibernation, sunny days with cloud-dotted blue skies–have me thinking back to Normandy. Last May my husband and I embarked on an adventure, a European road trip starting in northwest France. It had been nearly nine years since I had last seen the Norman countryside […]
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