About Me
Whether I find myself at home in the beachy bliss of the Monterey Bay Area of California, or afar in some curious yet captivating place where escapades call, I am enamored of the people, pleasures and pursuits that propel my pen to remember the humorous and beautiful, the charming and disarming, the zany and amazing: All the stories I love to discover in our wondrous world.
My award-winning essays have appeared in a plethora of publications, notably the “Best Travel Writing” and humor anthologies curated by Travelers’ Tales.
Out now is my travel memoir, An Apartment in Paris, a book of love, family and fun set in the City of Light.
Stories
Featured in the Iron Horse Literary Review, Bruno in the Afternoon tells the tale of the quintessential French lover.
Included in this group of winning travel-writing essays, Submitting to Shasta describes how being one of four on a rope on a slope is hardly like enjoying the poetic adventure promised.
In this collection of the year’s best travel essays, Sun Valley With Dad highlights how an adoring daughter is shown just how it’s done, on the ski hill as well as in life.
How I Got My Oh-La-La joins this anthology of outstanding travel stories to reveal how to go from frump to fabulous in a few important French lingerie lessons.
Coaching
Journal
Marriage, Dubois-Style
The family Dubois of Avenue Foch are French. That is to say, the family Dubois are different. In an age when nearly half of American marriages collapse, often in smoking heaps of anger, bitterness, pain, I often wondered…
The Good Life France
When successful London banker Janine Marsh was gripped by the (to her) ridiculous idea of owning a ramshackle farmhouse in seriously rural France, she did not toss it off – Ta ta and all that. Instead, she rallied her disbelieving husband, Mark, and before the couple...
Beach Days
A brilliant, beautiful day at the beach – perfect for a death march. This is what friends call my barefoot beach walks. There is no lollygagging, no sauntering. This is a walk with speed and purpose. Yes, I notice the dolphins that frolic. Naturally, when it’s the...