The Book Passage Travel Writers & Photographers Conference is coming up in August, here, in the Bay Area. I’ll be on Faculty again. This is the most amazing literary conference ever! If you’ve gone, you already know that, and I hope to see you there once more. If you haven’t … for goodness sakes, sign…
What I’m Reading Now (5/21/18) Through the Bookstore Window, a novel by Bill Petrocelli For some years back in the late nineties and early 21st century I wrote a travel book review column (Bookings) for the San Francisco Sunday Examiner/Chronicle. In it I offered up short reviews of five or six of my favorite travel…
Here’s some great news! Left Coast Writers will receive 10% off on the Intensive Writing Weekend for Y/A and Middle Grade Readers (7/16-7/17/16), the Mystery Writers Conference (7/28-7/31/16) and the Travel Writers Conference (8/11-8/14/16). I’ve been faculty at all of these conferences at one time or another, and I’m happy to report that they are…
What do Virginia Woolf, Daphne du Maurier, Agatha Christie, John Le Carré, Thomas Hardy, Tristan and Yseult, and Britain’s King Arthur have in common? The lighthouse and castle-studded Cornwall, where their journeys—along those of with many another literary and legendary character—led. We have only one spot left in our next Wanderland Writers™ workshop, the latest in a series…
Tell me a story … and make it a sexy one. Well, I plan to do just that this Sunday. I’ll be telling you a sexy story or two, as will a couple of other writers I know and love. On Sunday, January 19, I’ll be on San Francisco’s alternative radio station FCCFREERADIO, along with Laurie…
Last night at Book Passage in the Ferry Plaza for a Left Coast Writers poetry event, I realized that I never enter a bookstore without wanting to read every single book therein, which I know is impossible. I have this strange feeling that tucked between the covers is a message that I can’t afford to…
The Sweet Life ©Linda Watanabe McFerrin Do I need to read Connie Bennett’s new book, Beyond Sugar Shock? You bet, I do … I once ate an entire box of brown sugar … with a teaspoon … in under thirty minutes. No, it wasn’t a contest. I had a hankering for something sweet, and back…
Noche de Los Muertos ©Linda Watanabe McFerrin Remembering a dark night in San Francisco … We are pressed, our backs to the wall, in Balmy Alley, a bottleneck of a back street in San Francisco’s Mission District, as the dead drift by. Skeletons on stilts, in bridal gowns, playing drums in steel bands—Los Muertos, The…
I could blame it on Luigi, the bald Italian sculptor. “Don’t eat so many prawns,” he warned with an ominous, dark-eyed glare as I tucked into the fist-sized pink curls that lay, glistening in butter and garlic, on the serving platter before me. The month was August; we were celebrating a friend’s birthday at one…
The size of the snake had grown, in the telling, from the length and breadth of my friend Martha’s arm, to the far more dramatic dimensions of her muscular cousin Dickie’s. I was at a gathering of the Dabbs clan at one of the old family properties by the Crossroads just east of Black River…
