Ukrainian crisis in Moscow

My friends and family in Moscow delivered conflicting information about the Ukrainian crisis. Dad: “Things couldn’t be worse.” Grandma: “What crisis?” Childhood friend: “When are you coming back to Moscow for good, Irochka? It’s the best city in the world.” So getting off the plane at Domodedovo I didn’t really know what to expect. What I found was a city that on surface level, didn’t seem affected … Continue reading Ukrainian crisis in Moscow

A Moveable Feast

I had picked up Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast by chance; because I’d quit my job and had the time to do otherwise undoable things like going to the library during the day and thinking about writing and writers and what writers thought. There were only four days left until my flight to Moscow but I promised myself I would finish at least one book before I left. I was … Continue reading A Moveable Feast