Nine a.m., but barely dawn. Oct. 2009. I was in Unalaska, in the center of the Aleutian chain, to teach some writing workshops in the schools. (One elementary school, one high school.) These nets were piled outside my hotel — the only hotel in town — in the morning.
I teach fiction writing at the Art Workshop International in Assisi, Italy, every summer. The stones in Assisi, whether on walls or streets, are irresistible.
Assisi is full of beautiful sights. I loved the shadows on the wall and the bright color of the flowers that I spotted on an early morning walk.
Xmas in Red Hook, Brooklyn. 2009. I walk around New York a lot, and Red Hook is one of my favorite walks. I go there once a month to a reading series at Sunny’s Bar, for you Brooklynites. An industrial neighborhood, but someone decorated the trees.
