The Story of Place

By the time I was ten years old I had lived in five countries on three continents, spoke two languages fluently, and had racked up more airline miles than most business executives.

Experiencing new and interesting places has always been a major part of my life. The very inner-workings of my personality are defined by the places I've been.

Teotihuacan, Mexico, 1982 Photo by Robert Beadles

Most of my early years were spent in Latin America and Europe—both places with very old history, from medieval abbeys to pre-Columbian ruins. 

I was fascinated by archaeology and anthropology.

Antigua, Guatemala, 1984 Photo by Robert Beadles 

There was nothing so enchanting to me as a child than to be allowed to wander in the ruins of something that used to be grand—or perhaps still was grand—and ponder on the often untold stories of how it came to be.

Abbey in Villers-la-Ville, Belgium, 2013 Photo by Erik Lundmark

As an adult, I’ve continued to travel and live in fantastical places. And they still speak to me. There are tales to be told hidden in the layers of dirt and rock and grass and clover. 

I’ve started to write them down.

The view from a mountaintop in Åndalsnes, Norway, 2014 Photo by Erik Lundmark

Writing’s not as easy as pondering.

This blog will be dedicated to inspirational places, ramblings on the life of being a third culture kid, and things I’ve learned while navigating the writing community. 

The beautiful photos you’ll find here are courtesy of my talented husband.

Next time you visit somewhere new, ask yourself: What’s the story of a place?