After walking 12 miles, Philipp and I were relieved to arrive at the albergue in Tosantos, Spain. We were greeted by Dani, a volunteer serving as the welcoming committee, chef, and housekeeper that week. We left our packs in the hall and followed Dani into the living room. Click here to read more.
Tag: Writing
The Things I Never Dreamed Of
When I took my first writing class at the John C. Campbell Folk School, I never had the intention of becoming a published writer. I just wanted to write down some of my family stories. And take a week doing so at a beautiful place in the mountains of Western North Carolina. Four years later…
Making Good Stories
“Is this crazy?” Stacey asked. “Not at all,” I said. “Besides, it’ll make a good story.” “And you gotta live in order to have stories to write,” Stacey said. So she called the number. The woman on the other end – an actress in one of Stacey’s favorite childhood movies – said of course she…
Asheville–> Kiawah Island
There is an advantage to leaving Asheville at 7:30AM: Arrival at the gates to Kiawah Island at 12:30 pm. Gates? Yes, gates. It’s not a gated community – it’s a gated island from what I can tell. Not the kind of place I’d want to live (I’m not into planned communities), but a glorious place to…
Hayesville –> Asheville
Yesterday I moved out of my lovely home-away-from-home in Hayesville, NC and headed to Asheville. On the way, I enjoyed lunch and browsing at the City Lights Cafe and Bookstore in Sylva, NC. I’m in Asheville for two nights couchsurfing with David and Deanne. I met them yesterday at 4pm and we’re already making plans…
Another successful dreamer….
I was dragging. The clean laundry laid on my unmade bed. The red suitcase on the floor waited for me to unpack it. I had Pandora playing on my computer and was trudging through organizing Christmas bags, boxes, and bows when my phone rang. I was delighted to see it was my friend Carolyn, with…
A Week Off
I am happy to report that there are still places in the US that have no cell phone coverage. And even happier to report that I am sitting in one of them. I’m currently in a log house on the Hiwassee River in Hayesville, North Carolina. For an entire week, no less. The idea for…
I can write on my walls!
Well, almost. The paint is still drying. What once was an (admittedly crazy) idea has now become reality. My baby sister came over tonight to help me turn an idea into reality. Soon this blue tape will be replaced by a border and the white will be covered with places to which I want to…
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