POSTCARDS
A postcard is a challenge for a writer. While the picture may say a thousand words, the words, a form of flash writing, must capture the experience in as few words as possible.
Anticipation is half the enjoyment of any vacation, even a vacation ten miles up the road. Soon, we will leave home to travel back in time to a one room dune shack in the Cape Cod National Seashore. The shack has no electricity or running water, but long, quiet days by the ocean and falling stars at night.
Day after day in January 2018 and at the end of May, 2016, it rained in Paris. Il a pleuvait a verse (it was pouring). Il pleuvait des seaux (it was raining buckets). Il pleuvait des cordes (It was raining ropes). And my personal favorite: Il pleuvait comme une vache qui pisse (it was raining like a cow who's pissing).
Paris, the City of Light or the City of Love, but never called the City of Change, is in constant flux. The Trocadero is only one example; built for the World's Fair of 1878, demolished in 1937 to make way for the Palais de Chaillot. Les Halles (see article) was Paris's central market, then a shopping mall, and now the hub of numerous metro lines, shops, restaurants and even a hip-hop center. Is change what makes Paris so vib...
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I’m a writer, a traveling writer weaving together creative non-fiction, memoir and travel journalism. My challenge is to entertain, inspire and inform the retiree, the solo traveler, the adventuresome tourist, the armchair voyager, as well as the wandering gypsy in us all.
ABOUT ANNE
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So far, no one has handed me a key to a Parisian apartment. My dream of a croissant and cafe au lait every morning sitting at my kitchen table as I look out over the roof tops of Paris at the Eiffel Tower, has not become a reality.
For more than sixty years, my fantasy life has been enriched by the dream of living in Paris. The advent of online real estate a...
It's October 2066. Our 100th reunion at Middlebury College in Vermont is nine months away. Right before our reunion in 2017, the anti-aging drug, Ageless, was discovered. I didn’t want to go to that reunion. It’s hard enough getting up my courage to socialize in crowds, but now everyone was talking about the demise of mortality, and not as a big pl...
It's 11:30 am in Truro, Massachusetts, the time I usually pick up my mail at the post office before the post mistress closes for lunch. Today, I think I'll go to Paris instead to retrace my grandmother's footsteps.
In May 1926, my grandmother and her two young sons set out for France on the ocean liner, the S. S. De Grasse, a two funneled ocean liner owned by...
In May, a visit to the Musee Carnavalet, the City of Paris's museum of the history of Paris and its people, nurtured a growing curiosity about the evolving political, social and economic factors that created today’s Paris. However, it was a walk in the Forum des Halles, the site of Paris’s central market until it was demolished in the 1970’s, that took me o...
"I haven't been everywhere, but it's on my list." Susan Sontag