Love & Lunacy on the Nile: Girl Power!

I love this Nile River life of feluccas, temples, and interconnecting villages and canals. I love running along the Nile and through the villages. My Egyptian name is Sama. It means "sky." Children run along with me, yelling, "Sama! Sama!" It's a lovely sound and puts a big smile on my face. I look to …

Love on the Nile

    Two nights ago I got married. It happened on this felucca on the Nile with the moon overhead and the lights of Luxor Temple shimmering on the water. It was the most romantic and also the most fun night of my life. In a moment of reflection, I looked across to Farouk's Winter …

My Infinity

In a few weeks I will be taking off for two months in Egypt. It's time to start up the blogging again in preparation....     I was last in Egypt at age ten. I can imagine much has changed since then. Of course, the monuments of Luxor, where I will be staying, will not …

How I Packed Up and Took Off to See the World

Check out the link to my essay on how I freed myself of extra baggage and took off traveling two years ago to find inspiration for my writing. Thank you Amy Oestreicher! "It doesn't matter if I am in a café in Phoenix, wrapped in blankets on a freezing night in the Sahara Desert, or …

INTO THE WORLD

My World Project                    New Millennium Writings When I was awarded the New Millennium Writings Nonfiction Award for Reflections from Istanbul, an excerpt from my childhood memoir INTO THE WORLD, I was asked to write an introduction, something about my motivation and approach to writing. I recently received the print edition of the anthology and I re-read …

A Beautiful Journey and Remembering Casey Cohen

I have never, quite honestly, cared much about money or possessions or having a permanent home. My books, however, have been with me for over thirty years, a few more than fifty. These Eskrima sticks have been with me close to twenty years. Other sticks have come and gone. But these I have wrapped and …

For All the Girls on the Schoolyard

Suddenly, instead of the Zombie Apocalypse, I was someplace far worse: bac on the schoolyard with all those entitled boys, and me wanting to join in the games and them pushing me out.