Short story: Costume Optional

A short story romance a couple days late for Halloween...hope you enjoy it! “Costume optional”  Marina chuckled, reading the last line in italic print on the invitation to the retirement party on Halloween. Would anyone in the department even need a costume? Every day was some version of Halloween in the Department of Neurological Surgery.... Continue Reading →

Two Norwegians, a French woman and an American get into a car…

I didn’t go to Norway to learn Norwegian, but almost everything good that happened to me in Norway was somehow connected to Norwegian class. A German colleague once said, “Where else do you meet people in this country but in Norwegian class?” I think my life is still driven by what happened to me in... Continue Reading →

Expat epiphanies

The day you decide to leave your adopted country as an expat is as memorable as the day you arrived.  My plan for a research sabbatical at a university in Norway was to stay as long as money allowed me. The not-a-plan plan. I left the USA for Norway with no concrete ending date and... Continue Reading →

How I wrote a novel

A line I read from an essay a few years ago claims no one tells you the protagonist in your first novel is you but with a better personal life. At the time, I was trying to write a draft of a novel. I had no idea I was writing a book about me until... Continue Reading →

Norwegian Lessons in Indonesia

American Ava Alemagna, an expat working as a cancer researcher at a university in Norway, discovers a cancer causing genetic mutation in a tribe of islanders in Indonesia. Her science and scuba diving lives collide when a Norwegian philanthropist and CEO of a centuries-old family ship building business funds her work and builds her  an unprecedented... Continue Reading →

Dinosaur days…

I’ve been living in the Los Angeles area for almost a decade now. To what end I didn’t know - it's too expensive - other than I live close to the beach, the airport and my brother.  But then his daughter was born.  Being an aunt who lives so close is the luckiest of situations.... Continue Reading →

Language class lessons

The standard sterile classroom environment-fluorescent lights, pale yellow paint on cinder block walls, a blackboard-emphasized the drudgery ahead for learning a language. It was also January, the darkest part of the year, the rainiest part of the year, when I began Norwegian class in Folkeuniversitetet in the Bergen city center on the southwest coast of... Continue Reading →

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