When I was a child, I loved going to summer camp. Girl Scout camp in canvas tents with wooden floors, or much more often church camp (probably because it was very inexpensive and my parents had four kids) in cabins housing 20 girls. It was the highlight of the summer—getting ready, gathering shampoo and [...]
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Barbara Samuel O'Neal is the author of more than thirty award-winning novels, including THE LOST RECIPE FOR HAPPINESS and A native of Colorado, Barbara loves teaching, travel, reading, writing, yoga, walking, food, cooking, photography and...okay, reality television. |
There are always ideas that unnerve me when I consider taking a trip. A number of things cropped up on this one, and I spent a lot of time thinking about the challenges ahead of time, trying to plan how to manage them. One was the trains, which I would be taking on my [...] The molecules of my body and brain are drifting home a handful at a time, plugging in the holes left by the challenges of actually moving one’s body thousands and thousands of miles across time and space and cultures and landscapes. For once, I’m trying to be patient with the process. I did not [...] I am writing this from a hotel in Rua, Spain. It’s early, and my roommate has headed out for a cooler spot and the possibility of a cafe con leche. If you have been following my Facebook posts, you have had a glimpse most days, but here are some more: A woman walking her [...] There’s a bit of a time lag here…have not had a lot of connectivity to the Internet, but I hope you’ll enjoy the trip ramblings anyway. Books read: 1 memoir, 1 British WF, 1 American WF, 6 short stories, 1 Australian WF. Miles walked thus far: approximately 30 Date stamp: On the way home [...] I keep resolving to be better about the blog. It isn’t that I don’t enjoy it–I do. It’s just that lately it seems there are a million beautiful places for you to fill the well, and I want to make a post that is meaningful and real and good every single time. But [...] If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you know I’ve been engaged in an adventure with my mother. We traveled to Washington DC so that my mother could browse the Smithsonians until she dropped and then we would have dinner every night with my son. Last Friday, of course, it started snowing. I [...] I’m warmly ensconced at an Italian restaurant in Lee’s Summit, Missouri. I came t0 town to hear Elizabeth Gilbert speak and do some focused work away from the distractions at home. But after three days of my own company, I had to get out of the hotel. It’s pouring rain, which means I am [...] As you may have guessed, I’ve gone slightly underground to finish the book-in-progress, 100 Breakfasts, which is due in six short weeks. Last weekend, I spent three days in Pasadena, mostly holed up with the manuscript, combing and combing, unbraiding and reweaving. In the spirit of my friend Anne Stuart, who often keeps track [...] |
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