A Winter’s Walk
Gently falling snow, dim street lights, trees, church bells, dusk… Almost Victorian. I half expected a country urchin to gambol …
Category Archives: Layla
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As pledged, more of the white stuff:
Snow.
Apparently, it can be lovely: And as there is naught but snow predicted, expect several more posts of a similar …
Creative Writing Jitters .2
Today’s creative writing class offering focuses on the internal narrative. After receiving a joyfully positive review on the previous submission, …
On Creative Writing Jitters
Earlier this week in the creative writing class with Fadia Faqir, characterization was covered. It was both fascinatingly obvious and …
Calling All Photographers!
Iconic Images of Jordan Needed I have a special request: my forthcoming book on Palestinians in Jordan requires a cover …
Greenies
With The Man away the past week I have hurled myself into the abyss of domesticity with wanton abandon. So …
The Little Things
My head is pounding from the events of the past week and my hernia-inducing luggage is roaming airports unknown in …
Tunis.
I am back, for the third time in six months – never has a city bored me so little. Despite …
O, Barcelona
Let me be frank: the conference was a squib. The combination of upper thirties humidity, limited to no ventilation and …
