Excerpt from the novel I want you to teach me how to die. That was how it began. It was the first time that anyone would make such a request to me. I was a grief counselor and I had listened to narratives of pain as varied as the secrets of the world. But no one had...
The landscape of Umbria, the freedom of space and time in Civitella, so magical they:Â inspired an errant muse to return and grant me the clarity of vision I needed to finally start birthing a novel I’d carried in my head for a very long time;Â gave me the...
