Yeah, I went there. No, I didn’t actually go there. Maybe that guy did. Or probably that guy. But no, not me. What am I talking about? I’m talking about peeing. In public. In Berlin. Continue Reading…
Yes, I’m still in Berlin. I know, it’s been awhile since I’ve written one of these. Stop yelling at me! The stress is going to send me to the doctor. Okay really bad segue, I know. Continue Reading…
A little self-promotion here. I’m conducting a 5-week screenwriting course for new and aspiring writers.
‘Twas two months before Christmas when all through Berlin
Signs of holidays were stirring, stores filled with Stollen Continue Reading…
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…
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…
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
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…
I read an article today on Lifehack called 31 Quotes To Inspire You To Live For Meaning Instead Of Money. The article really hit home, not just because I recently moved to Berlin as a freelancer, but also because of the importance of the freedom of travel. And the freedom to not work inside a cubicle. All which helps to give my life greater meaning. Continue Reading…
“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.”
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…