Monthly Archives November 2008

One afternoon in Ouaga I go to meet Dabson and “Mr. Baobab” at Zaka. They are not there when I arrive so the waiter (who now knows me) seats me at a table in the shade and says that my friends will be back in an hour. I order a Coke, and because I don’t [...]

M.A.S.H.

I am writing a ridiculous travel novel, just for fun. Well, right now it’s just a dozen or so jumbled memories disguised as fiction through composite characters, but it feels good to write. Here’s a page I just wrote.
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When I get home later the same day, Adjara and Mariam are sitting outside my door. [...]