Los Angeles freelance science writer and editor
you might be cool but are you a cool diver? by Janice Nigro Scuba diving is a sport that has inherent risks. Volunteering information concerning personal experience and these risks is something I should probably avoid-the travel alone worries my family members. My father only ever wanted to know that I arrived safely without hearing... Continue Reading →
On being an immigrant by Janice Nigro I have never been quite sure what exactly is the difference between an expat and an immigrant. My grandparents were Sicilian immigrants but I was a US expat when I was in Norway? One thing I can tell you is that I felt no different than anyone else... Continue Reading →
To scuba dive or not to scuba dive… by Janice Nigro I suppose being a scientist all of my life and being trained to adhere to the repetition of a so-called logical stepwise process (purpose, methods, results…repeat) has made me somewhat envious of more artistic types who can sit down and write a poetic sentence... Continue Reading →
Around the world at the Hermosa Beach Farmers Market by Janice Nigro The sign as you enter says no bikes, no skateboards, no dogs, and no parrots. No parrots? Jack Sparrow, leave your parrot at home if you are coming to the Hermosa Beach Farmers Market. On Friday mornings, I roll my vendor-in-a-suitcase up from... Continue Reading →
Pilgrimages with my mother by Janice Nigro Something interesting always happens when West meets East. I once invited an Indian friend over to teach me how to make a curry. I went shopping with him for the ingredients, and I realized the potential error in my thinking when he picked up a kilo of red... Continue Reading →
What is success? by Janice Nigro You meet a lot of people in a sort of migratory state while traveling around the world. Some are starting out life on their own in a new country while others are well into their lives and still open to new adventures. Some seem lost or not sure about... Continue Reading →
Conversations over pasta by Janice Nigro When you are living alone, there isn’t normally much preparation for dinner. Eggs, salad, a roasted chicken from the grocery store, or maybe even a bag of popcorn. And do you have that with a glass of wine or not? I am not so difficult to please when it... Continue Reading →
Losing the dream to live by the beach by Janice Nigro I woke up a few months ago to the smell of exhaust and the sound of a large truck outside my window, the type of truck that drops off heavy duty construction equipment. Soon after I could hear the engine of the equipment start... Continue Reading →
Stepping out of the cocoon by Janice Nigro I am pretty brave when it comes to stepping way far out of the cocoon alone, like overseas stepping out of the cocoon. Then I just take a taxi or a bus to LAX. But the other kind of stepping out of the cocoon alone, local stepping... Continue Reading →
A product of passion by Janice Nigro There are words that simply cannot be translated from one language to another. There are things or things we do that do not exist in other cultures. I wonder for example when the word for “ice” entered into Indonesian. There is no accurate translation for gelato-we call it... Continue Reading →
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