Monthly Archives: March 2009
The arc of a guidebook gig – or the fleeting, sexiest parts about being me
I think by now that I’ve managed to drive home the point that, while totally awesome at times, on most days travel writing is about as sexy as answering phones and data entry at the National Center for Statistical Reporting of Barley Yields. There is copious unsexy downtime and tedium…
The life story synopsis of a late-blooming travel writer
Hi! Remember me? I used to blog here during the Clinton Administration. I’ve been a little busy hiding out in a yurt in the steppes of South Dakota, changing locations every third day under the cover of night for the past eight years, but I’m back now! Actually, I’m not…




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