Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
I’m going through notebooks from my first trip to Bosnia-Hercegovina so I can use some of it in a novel I’m trying to finish. There’s something very humbling about re-reading my detailed record of every mistake and worry from that trip. It shows me how much has changed and how much I have stayed the same. Nonetheless, I have learned a lot about myself by going abroad alone. I hope I can turn it into something for my main character, since I’m sending her there as well. I hate to use anything I may need for the story, but I thought I’d send some photos from Mostar that send me back to those warm, curious, self-conscious days.
Thanks for being so patient with the blog as I finish up with editing the novel. Here’s hoping I’ll be able to share with you this “thank you note as thinly-veiled fiction” soon.
P.S. If you go to Mostar, I can wholeheartedly recommend a stay at Hostel Miran. He’s remained a friend of mine since my first visit 8 years ago. I just passed through again and took his tour, which was a highlight of my last trip. The city is remarkable and well worth a visit.