Los Angeles freelance science writer and editor
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 →
Italia on 3000 calories per day by Janice Nigro Yes, I surrender. It is not possible to be budget conscious when it comes to calories in Italy. When you are there, you can see no reason not to try just about everything that you see. You pay for the bread on the table (coperto) so... Continue Reading →
mini adventures in a taxi by Janice Nigro When I lived in Norway I discovered that Norwegians, at least when they are in Norway, are not big fans of making small talk with people they do not know. OK, strangers, the kind you make casual conversation with at bus stops or in the elevator. I... Continue Reading →
I have not had time to write my regular post so it is a bit like an antipasto...something to view until I get around to writing the stories. It seems like everything in Italy is painted in a color from a sunset... ©2015 Janice Marie Nigro/janikiInk.com
trouble on pier plaza by Janice Nigro It was pretty clear when I moved to Norway how I was going to make friends outside of work: Norwegian class. Although I could have used the same strategy upon returning to the USA (maybe not Norwegian class, or heck why not?), I for some reason chose to... Continue Reading →
Controversy over a carrot by Janice Nigro If only I had made the surfboard a strawberry…my last thoughts as I was falling asleep one night recently. It was not one of those fleeting bizarre thoughts you have just moments before you do fall asleep. It was provoked by another one of my innocent forays into... Continue Reading →
Halloween: Season of Reviewer #3 by Janice Nigro I could walk into my PhD advisor’s office after more than 20 years, mention Reviewer #3, and out of all of the reviews of his hundreds of published articles, he would be able to go to a file cabinet and pull out hard copies of the reviews... Continue Reading →
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