This was going to be a very different post.
I'd been writing a lot of fan fiction and am planning to take a break from that and spend the summer focusing on writing stuff for people who might actually give me money for it.
Finally, after months of ignoring my blog, I was all set do a 'state of union' and talk about my writing and where I was going etc...
and then Anthony Bourdain died.
He was one of my heroes.
He's part of the reasons I am so obsessed with food and travel as well as being on the long list of writers that inspired me, to write more, to read more and to think about writing.
He reminded me of my Dad
He was my cynical, tactless, romantic spirit animal
and I'd barely gotten over Leonard Cohen, damnit!
At a time when the world seems to have gotten mean and insular, he was someone that showed you there's good stuff out there, go see it, go taste it, go find it!
He, to borrow one of his own phrases, did not suck.
Published on June 08, 2018 07:26