May 2015

Hiking through Glen Coe, Lochaber, Scotland

I returned from three weeks in Europe this past Monday. It was mostly a vacation, a gluttonous couple of weeks staggering through searing southern Spain on dirt-cheap wine and free tapas followed by a lush, wet week in the highlands of Scotland with friends from the other side of the world.

The trip was also the perfect milestone to force me to finish the first draft of my novel (I did) and forget about it (I mostly did) so I could return to it with analytical, editor eyes in place of creative, writer eyes. Interesting fact: I have two sets of eyes.

In between the gallons of wine, horns of whisky… Read more...

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The Falkirk Wheel and the Mini-Kelpies

Most of the sites I visit in Scotland are of the historic type, and by that I mean old places reminiscent of bygone times thick with the atmosphere of age. I love the transporting effect of being in such places. But there are other sites worthy of visitation, sites that transport you into the future. Take, for example, the Falkirk Wheel.

In what world does this marvel of engineering belong? Tell me, what do you see when you look at this immense contraption?

If you guessed “boat lift,” you have a perceptive eye… Read more...

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