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“To Possess Nature” Published In Verdad

My short story “To Possess Nature” was just published in Verdad Magazine. Yeah! I planned to do another goofy mock interview like I did for my story published Sixfold, but I’m too crazy busy these days for that much zaniness. I’m working on a big project writing online EFL lessons for primary and secondary students in British English. Like I’ve written here before, I write so much in British English these days my computer is convinced I’m English. It somehow set itself to BE, so when I’m writing favorite it automatically changes it to favourite or puts those angry red…

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How To Fit In In Kreuzberg and Neukölln

I thought I’d share with you why I sometimes fantasize about moving to the country or at least Charlottenburg with this goofy video. Here are some visuals for what I describe in the video (I literally just had to walk down my block to find these things and I didn’t include every picture I made of the evidence…) Here’s a slime covered piece of furniture, now beautifully decorated with old pizza boxes. Hurrah! Wow, what a nice new touch. Instead of cabinets or dressers without drawers, why not provide a drawer without a cabinet or a dresser? Brilliant! Yes, this…

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A Kick of Classical

Although I listen to all kinds of music, a large part of my heart will always belong to classical. Of course, this isn’t the case for a lot of people, and here’s my theory why. Reason one: Most people haven’t been exposed to much classical music aside from Mozart kitsch, bombastic Beethoven, or Christmas-time Tschaikowsky. Reason two: The class connotations are off putting. Yep, classical music is most certainly a conservative pursuit for the upper middle class on up, and most people listen to classical music for a sense of aristocratic edification, particularly in the US. Because my love for…

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Boring, Boring/Long Live The Tree Root Fungi!

Dear Phantom Reader, As I’ve sure you’ve noticed, I haven’t been around here for a couple of weeks (did you miss me?). The reason, unfortunately, is boring: Lots of boring work because I need boring money because I have a boring hole in my bank account. You can’t live off credit in Germany (thank god) so all these boring needs mean taking on lots of boring work. Ugh. Reality does indeed blow. All this boring work has left me with little energy to do any of my own creative work (i.e. fiction writing, which I’m ambitious about, and music, which…

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An Expat By Any Other Name

What does it mean to be an expat? That’s a question I mull over a lot. Besides the fact that I’ve been an (American) expat for nearly 20 years now, one of the reasons I think about this is because I’ve seen a real shift in what being an expat even means. Berlin has had a start-up tech scene boom for a while now which brings in people from all over the world who live and work in the city in an English-speaking bubble. The companies offer German classes between team building yoga flow and chill time at the onsite…

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You May Kiss The Ring

So I told the ladies in my writing group last night that I’m married to a German Count and the inevitable happened: “Wait, are you serious? You’re married to a Count?” I told them, as I always tell anyone when this comes up, “It’s really not as impressive as it sounds.” German aristocrats were stripped of their official status after the war, but they were allowed to keep their titles as part of their name. “It’s just a fancy name, nothing else.” As usual, they didn’t believe me. “So does this mean your two daughters are countesses?” “Well, yeah. Officially…

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A Few Gripes, If You Please…

So, as anyone knows who’s crazy enough to want to be a writer, a huge part of the writer’s life is rejection, rejection, rejection. I’m a pragmatic person who accepts this as part of the game, although I of course still dream big. Tin House has been looking at a story of mine for well over a year. Does that mean I have a chance at being the .0001 percent of writers they pull unsolicited from the slush pile, or are they just so backlogged they haven’t gotten around to rejecting me yet? Most likely the latter is true, but…

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“Forgotten Dreams” Published In Sixfold

So, my short story “Forgotten Dreams” was published in Sixfold magazine. Yeah! This is my first publication, and since I’m still such small potatoes, nobody really gives a crap about what I have to say. Except myself of course! That’s why I decided to be the goofball that I am and go ahead and interview myself. I had fun creating the interviewer personality. She enunciates so well (although she needs to work on leaving out the ums and uhhs). For some reason, I imagine she went to Wellesley. 😉 Anyway, here is the interview but two things before you read/take…

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RIP Pheeps

My husband isn’t an animal person. Although I complain about this sometimes, deep down I know it’s a good thing because if he were an animal person I’d probably have a couple of goats in my living room right now. (Here’s your morning kale, Bleaty. Aww, thanks for the head butt. I love you, too!) Yes, I am most definitely an animal person and always have been. When I was less than two I followed a kitten into a sketchy part of Sacramento and got lost for a while. My mom freaked out of course, but what could I do?…

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R&R, Dick and Dad

I read about Ottessa Moshfegh before I read (very much) of her work and my impression was that she’s an arrogant and eccentric misanthrope. But don’t get me wrong: calling her this is not as harsh a judgement as it might seem. An “arrogant and eccentric misanthrope” is pretty much how I would describe myself back when I still lived in the US. (Perky blonde co-worker at one of my many crappy mall jobs: You’re so quiet. Why don’t you talk more? You should smile more. AEM me: Here’s an idea. How about instead I just punch you in the…

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