Berlin, Creative Writing

Flipping the Bird Doesn’t Mean ‘I Love You’ in Berlin

November 5, 2015

I know. It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. No excuses. Well, lots of excuses but no good ones. This one’s been in the works for awhile, so without further ado (and delay)

I don’t remember the first time I saw the use of the middle finger. I’m referring to the one that nearly universally tells someone off in a wonderful, non-verbal, but clearly defined fashion. It can be as in-your-face as you want or as subtle as scratching your cheek with it, your other fingers curled under, while looking at the intended recipient with laser-eyed focus (admit it, you’ve done it). Continue Reading…

Berlin, Creative Writing, Odd

Berlin Heatwave – To Draught or Not To Draft

August 10, 2015

I’m experiencing my second heatwave of the Berlin Summer. This one’s a doozy. When I was living in LA, I rarely bothered to check the weather app on my iPhone. You pretty much know what the weather is going to be. 75 and sunny. Hotter in August and September. That’s it. The cushiest job in the world is a meteorologist in Southern California. Continue Reading…

Berlin, Creative Writing, Uncategorized

I Shopped at Primark. And Lived.

July 23, 2015

In America, we have this horrible tradition called Black Friday. It used to start the day after Thanksgiving (and thus, lo and behold, a Friday). But more recently, it has crept into the Thursday Thanksgiving Day festivities. Every year, stores outdo each other in the race to start the holiday sales that much earlier than the competition. I like to think of it as “Oh God, It’s Hurry and Chow Down Your Turkey Because We Have To Go Wait In Line and Hold In Every Ounce of Pee Until Our Bladders Explode Thursday.” Continue Reading…

Creative Writing

Rebrand, Refocus, Refine: The End of Travel Blogging (but not really!)

July 8, 2015
Travel Writing

What is it about alliteration that evokes a sense of comfort? Stringing together the same letter or sound at the beginning of a group of words has an air of poetry. Maybe it’s that we like order, or symmetry, in our lives. It’s rhythm. It’s style. It’s taking the time and effort to turn a phrase. After all, when Shakespeare writes in Romeo and Juliet, “From forth the fatal loins of these two foes; A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life,” you’re more bound to go, “fu…” than if he wrote, “two kids from parents who hate each other become lovers and end up killing themselves.” Man, that Shakespeare surely was the master of the logline. Oh, and sorry–spoiler alert.

Whatever it is, it brings me to the reintroduction of the Nomadic Writer. Rebrand, refocus, refine. Continue Reading…

Other Musings


June 1, 2015

“One’s destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.” — Henry Miller, “Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch.”

Berlin, USA

12 Things I Wish I Knew Before Moving to Berlin

May 27, 2015
German Bread courtesy Alexander von Halem

In the just over a month that I’ve been here in Berlin, I have found this city to be a fun, vibrant, diverse city. In some respects, it reminds me of Philadelphia in that each section of the city has a distinct personality to it, economically and culturally (with the big exception being that it seems hardly anyone is actually from Berlin whereas in Philly, pretty much everyone is from Philly.). Continue Reading…



May 6, 2015

The last experience I had with any type of official German bureaucracy was in January 1990 when I unwittingly got off the train at a station that was in the former East Berlin. I stared at a beefy woman, who I will refer to as Helga. Continue Reading…


Long Night’s Journey Into Day

April 24, 2015
Berlin Hauptbahnhof

First, I realize (now that I’m in Europe, do I type “realise“?) that this is several days late. I promise to post more often. Not an excuse (okay, it’s an excuse), but the jet lag has hit pretty hard. It’s always worse going west to east and I’ve stopped in three different timezones. So that’s the reason (and I’m sticking to it). Continue Reading…

Berlin, General, News

Goodbye LA

April 3, 2015
Los Angeles

I had been talking about leaving LA for so long, that people stopped taking me seriously. The eye rolls and the “yeah, yeah, we’ve heard that forever.”

But it really is easier said than done. Leaving 23 years, a condo that needed to be rented, and some awesome friends behind – that’s a huge chunk of one’s life. But the time has come and it appears the stars have aligned in making it the right moment to do so. Continue Reading…