When we was fab

Even after living for just a year and a half in a given city, certain places begin to accumulate memories. Good or bad, the memories are like barnacles – which is to say that they endure, remaining prominent in your mind until new ones calcify on top. “Now, the Moskvoretsky Bridge…” I said to my brother-in-lawContinue reading “When we was fab”

September 2011 is over

I can’t believe that it’s actually over, and I’m expecting to wake up at any point in October and somehow wind up back in September. I went back to work full time and Alexey nearly finished his film. My mother’s been sunning herself on various beaches of the world, so there’s been zero help atContinue reading “September 2011 is over”

I’ve been writing

“Pregnant in Putin’s Russia” – my Foreign Policy article on this whole having a baby in Moscow business. I finished this one on the beach, but it doesn’t really have a beach-y feel to it – since it’s about healthcare and attitudes surrounding pregnancy and birth. The latter in particular coulduse some adjustment. Still, myContinue reading “I’ve been writing”