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 →
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 →
I don’t remember not liking driving so much. I had my own car for about 20 years and was often the designated driver. I drove from my home in Chicago to school in Baltimore, and back, with my car. And I drove from my apartment to the downtown campus daily for my graduate work. My... Continue Reading →
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 →
Slump City these days in my creative life. Even my painting has fallen out of its orbit. And the one little painting I sold got held up in the mail for over two weeks. I panicked, imagined an original work of art lying on a cold dirty floor or blowing like a discarded plastic bag... Continue Reading →
I enter a story in the Easy Reader contest for writing and photography each year. They usually print my stories about my adventures as honorable mention. This year I wasn't sure they would print it, as it's more of a personal essay (a shorter version of a post from a few months ago). But they... Continue Reading →
The proverbial bubble we in the South Bay live in got smaller during lockdown. For me, it was reduced to the size of my wannabe two bedroom apartment. I couldn’t go out for my walks on the beach. And a single friend remarked she was forgetting words as time went on without speaking out loud... Continue Reading →
by Janice Nigro The same title convention, but I think we’re no longer in lockdown in Los Angeles. Maybe we’ve morphed into something else. Lockdown plus? Now windows and doors are boarded up, and military helicopters fly over long after it’s time for bed. It’s as if the words people sling at each other in... Continue Reading →
Janice Nigro 