Los Angeles freelance science writer and editor
Each year I enter a story in the Easy Reader anniversary contest for writing and photography. This year I submitted an original short story about a meet-cute that happens on The Strand in the South Bay. I didn't win, but the story is in print for the Easy Reader 55th Anniversary Writing and Photography Contest.... Continue Reading →
A cronut. I couldn’t think of a better reason driving me to travel to Las Vegas for 48 hours in the middle of the week. I’ve seen the Eiffel Tower in Paris. I’ve even climbed it. I’ve taken the vaporetti (water taxi) in Venice from one island to the next. I’ve even been to the... Continue Reading →
We think of Thanksgiving as a standard holiday, with a standard meal, and yet, there’s no standard way of celebrating Thanksgiving. Some like turkey. Some don’t. Some like a roasted turkey. Some like a deep fried turkey. Or an ice cream turkey. Some have a glazed ham or steaks or a pork roast or vegan... Continue Reading →
Each year I enter a story in the Easy Reader contest for writing and photography. This year I submitted a short story I wrote a couple years ago. I didn't win, but the story is in print for the Easy Reader 54th Anniversary Writing and Photography Contest. It's always fun to see stories in print.... Continue Reading →
A meet cute that happens at the beach...enjoy! Francesca breathed in the sea air as she opened the patio doors to her restaurant with a view of the Pacific Ocean. The marine layer was just beginning to break while some of the later surfers traipsed down to the beach for their morning appointment with wave... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I don’t understand why I remember so vividly the least remarkable events in my life. Like the first time I used a laundromat. I was at college, my first year, my first couple of weeks. I remember it because I was discovering I had mononucleosis. I put my clothes in the machine. I was... Continue Reading →
“Are you carrying a lot of money?” the customs officer asked at the airport in Bari, Italy. “Ummm, no,” I said, not sure how to answer that question out loud in front of strangers as I was about to board a local train, with luggage, to a city I didn’t know. I was on the... Continue Reading →
Sometimes when I’m in an airport, waiting in a line, I wonder if I’m part of some giant psychological experiment. You think you have it all together, at least you try because of the cameras and the no-fly list, but then, then a snowstorm of historical proportions hits the city you must depart from. Me,... Continue Reading →
You never know when one of those odd skills you have acquired is going to help you make a connection with someone. Like speaking Norwegian. I tried to learn the language, to speak with the natives, but I hardly needed to use it even in Norway. On a flight to Munich from Los Angeles? I... Continue Reading →
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 →
Janice Nigro 