Being alone on a boat at sea after a warm embrace on the quay carried with it the thrill of solitary freedom and possibility. I stood at the stern by the fluttering French flag watching Dinard fall away, then turned to Saint Malo with its central steeple poking out from the uniform mass of the town.
Author Archives: Gary Lee Kraut
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Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t be caught dead waiting in line at 4PM on the 14th of July—Bastille Day, the French National Holiday—to enter the Champs de Mars to watch the fireworks from up close by Eiffel Tower.
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The launch party/reading for The Paris Vignette also included musical vignettes featuring Manu Terreo on guitar.
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I wonder how a writer would describe what I see while standing in the tall grass on cliff’s edge. The girl below, in the boat, would have a full paragraph devoted to her blonde strands twisting in the wind
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Mar
I was woken by the rain at 6:30 a.m. Except that it wasn’t the rain; it was water drizzling into the room from the ceiling.
In a moment of veteran-like panic I had a flashback to one year ago when…