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GYPSY: (noun) One inclined to a nomadic, unconventional way of life. The first time I traveled alone I was 4. My mom pinned a note to my dress then put me on a plane from Atlanta to L.A. to visit my dad for the summer. That must have marked the beginning of my insatiable wanderlust because I can't seem to get enough of running away from home. In the mean time, I've spent my life between a career in the media and years in the hospitality industry. My independence has kept me single but that's a part of life when your first love is travel. I've been robbed in Australia and slept on a park bench in Amsterdam, but at the end of the day, I was on the road and that's where I'm most at home.

Friday, January 16, 2009

About that Novel...

Well, alas. It would seem that I have forsaken the written word all together. However, I have actually started that novel...err, Roman a clef...a fiction work based on my crazy life and travels.
The working title is "Summer Solstice" and is coming along quite nicely, although the weather here in SF has been like summer time and it's hard to concentrate when it's 75 degrees out. Especially up here on Russian Hill where it's always sunny and hot because of all the windows in our flat.
So, it's happening. I have 20,000 words so far, I'm on Chapter 10 of 30. Then of course, it will have to be edited, re-written, re-edited, re-re-edited etcetera. But, it is coming along. I realized that that is my only other real talent besides bartending, of course, and I can't do that forever.

I'll be going back to Europe this summer to finish the research, mostly to Hungary and Romania, but will visit friends in the UK as well. Yippee! Pleasant thoughts people!

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