- Paris, France
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- Writer, copy editor, translator, travel planner. Head servant to my cat.
- A reader, a writer, a fingernail biter, a cat person, a traveller, a cookie inhaler, an immigrant, a dreamer. …And now, self-employed! If you like my blog and if you're looking for sparkling writing, painstaking proofreading, nimble French-English translation, or personalized travel planning, feel free to check out www.alysasalzberg.com.
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A few days ago, OSer and all-around great guy Macco launched an OC that encouraged us to share truly terrible Halloween jokes - perhaps revealing the worst Halloween joke ever. At the time, I didn't think I'd ever be able to come up with one. But the winged muse visite… Read full post »
A few years ago, I took a roadtrip across the US… Read full post »
Last week, my brother-in-law returned to Paris after visiting his parents in the French countryside. We had some lazy days, but also some really full ones. A friend here asked me to post some pictures of the things we saw and did. Here are a few from last Monday, our… Read full post »
OSer Sally Allen has a knack for making people think about and enjoy reading even more than they might already– and she does so with the perfect mix of intelligence, insight, and wit, all while remaining down-to-earth and fun. Now, she’s launched a really cool OC, asking us to l… Read full post »
“He’s back again,” she peered anxiously through the blinds into the dark desert night. Why did it have to be so dark? Maybe they were afraid to order streetlights because the locals would sabotage the vehicles. Would they?
“Shh!” he chided from the arm… Read full post »
“Can’t we go sit on those couches? Can we have our lesson outside?"
Teachers are usually the ones giving tests, but there’s a sort of test I get from my English as a Foreign Language students all the time: the chair test.
It’s not something that’s spoken ab… Read full post »
This week's Fiction Weekend prompt came from the Writer's Digest website: A character is having the worst day of his/her life when someone calls and changes it for the better. Who calls, what’s it about and what series of events causes the transformation from worst day to best day? … Read full post »
In the late 1790’s, France was the first country to adopt the metric system. Unlike the measuring units of the Ancien Régime, which were based on agriculture, nature, and body parts, those of the metric system were based on the number 10. Sometimes called… Read full post »
At some point in my early teen years, I discovered the work of Edna St. Vincent Millay. I was captivated by the resonance and, often, the sadness of many of her poems from the first time I read them. But few of her lines struck me and stuck with me like… Read full post »
A beautiful spiral staircase tower in one of the Hôtel de Ville's internal courtyards
This past weekend the European Heritage Days (journées européennes du patrimoine) took place, meaning free access to many buildings and monuments throughout the contine… Read full post »
Europe is full of beautiful monuments and historic sites. Unfortunately, not all of them are open to the public. The journées européennes du patrimoine (European Heritage Days), created in France as la Journée portes ouvertes dans les monuments hist… Read full post »
One of the first things I ever wrote about on OS was my sister, whom I call “Billy the Kid.” That's her name on this blog, I mean; I've never called her by that moniker in real life - I think she’d make fun of me if I did. But it perfectly captured… Read full post »
On September 11, 2001, I was living in student housing just down the street from the World Trade Center.
There's a lot I could say about that day. But I've never blogged about it, and I don't intend to. Somehow it feels like I'd be exploiting it, my dumb luck as… Read full post »
A few years ago, the boyfriend decided he wanted a new phone, a sliding one with a camera. We aren’t the most cell-phone-obsessed people, to say the least – neither one of us even has a plan. I need mine for work, mainly, and the occasional quick exchange with friends… Read full post »
“Hold onto that one,” Mr. B. remarked as I picked at my salad. “He’s a provider.”
After a year or so of occasional cat-sitting for his two disappointingly unfriendly felines, I had been invited to lunch by Mr. B. At the terrace of a pretty Left Bank caf&eac… Read full post »
"Write about strange things you've seen or heard while going about your everyday business."
Whe… Read full post »
My summer has been bookended by weddings. In June, my friend N. married the Beautiful Elfin Girl in Bath, England. And this past weekend, the last official weekend of the summer vacation period in France, the boyfriend and I headed to the city of Narbonne for the wedding of our… Read full post »
Weighed down by the oppressive heat, the people I pass are moving more sluggishly than chocolate slowly liquefying in the sun. Their melting ice creams are the only fast things in the scene – drip drip onto the cobbles.
I am fighting these people, and the pleading of my over-heated… Read full post »
Participants can write stories and announce them in the comments section of the "Story Links for..." post on the OS Weekend Fiction Club blog, throughout the weekend.
Sometimes joy is a small dog, coming in my direction as I’m walking somewhere. I may be happy, or peaceful, or stressed, or sad, but when I see such a dog, something happens.
Perhaps it’s merely anatomy, but that dog, striding alongside its owner – bouncing, even, if it&rsquo… Read full post »
There’s something fascinating about the afterlife of an author. Mainly, and most importantly, a great writer lives on in his or her writing. On the other hand, visiting a house where a writer once lived and composed his or her body of work, stepping where he or she once stepped and… Read full post »
Anyone who blogs on OS probably knows that here, time moves differently. In a few hours, things can go from calm, to dust-up…and then back again. A post can cause a huge sensation, get tons of comments and attention…and the next day, it’s vanished from the collective c… Read full post »
I’m always amazed at the huge range of occupations, locations, knowledge, expertise, connections, and talents of my fellow OSers. Since coming here about a year ago (already!), I’ve not only enjoyed reading people’s posts, but I’ve also learned an awful lot, to boot.
This week’s Fiction Wednesday prompt was to write a story based on a photograph, especially, at the request of several FW regulars, one of the photos in my collection of antique images. I’m so honored and delighted that fellow FW writers felt inspired by my collection.&nbs… Read full post »