Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Valley of the Kings -- The Irish Ones

The remains of an ancient roadway in the Dublin Mountains (not the Boyne Valley)
On the plane to Dublin Friday morning, I take out the onboard magazine just to read what I can read. Tucked between ads for restaurants and pubs--each more award-winning than the next--is a travel article about the Boyne Valley: Ireland's Valley of the Kings.

The introduction promises "walks and drives through millennia of Irish history" so I'm excited. I make notes, at least mental ones, of the places along the Boyne river I want to explore. There'll be ruins and castles and ruins of castles and, well, mostly ruins. There'll be "passage" tombs, whatever those are, and the town of Trim, which has more medieval ruins than any other town in Ireland. Ruins, ruins and more ruins. I couldn't be more excited.

According to the article, the tombs of the Irish kings predate the pyramids of Giza. Actually, there are pyramids in Mexico and South America that predate the pyramids of Giza, so I'm not sure why we always compare places to the Egyptian tourist-trap. The Boyne Valley, in contrast, is an archealogist's dream, and I'd bet there isn't one guy trying to make you ride his camel or try on his headdress. 

I make another note, at least a mental one, to inform Derek the DIY Geek that Sunday we shall be exploring the Boyne Valley starting in Trim just an hour's drive north of Dublin--on foot of course, although one could do it by bike, car or kayak if one had one of these. I don't have any of them, but I do have two feet.

We'll have only one day, so we won't be able to camp in one of Rock Farm's "luxurious" yurts, but a fellow can dream. Yurts are trendy. And round. If Derek the DIY Geek were standing in one, he'd say it was round because it had no corners. Goofy Derek the DIY Geek.

Rule of Thumb: Don't plan! Things never go the way you plan.
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When I get to Dublin there are more adventurous things to do than explore 5000-year-old ruins: cleaning the kitchen, for example, and buying an ironing board. We spend the morning at IKEA, more of the morning at Aldi and the rest of the day building the things we bought at IKEA, then eating the things we bought at Aldi. I'm frustrated. I have the feeling the day isn't progressing very Irishly at all. And the next morning--Sunday--isn't very different from Saturday. We go to IKEA, then Aldi, then Lidl, then a garden centre, then Curries, then PC Mart. But as I look around I realize that our mornings in Ireland so far have been spent in quite an Irish way. Shopping. All the other people in the shops were Irish, aren't they? Ha. We're Irish! Yay!

The Convention Centre from my flat

Fast forward through building more IKEA stuff, transporting plants, ironing shirts, ya-de-ya to Monday morning. Are you a morning person? Do you like people gabbing your head off early in the morning at the airport? If you are, you're weird. I'm sure you're adorable, but you're still weird. The second I sit down and get comfortable at the departure gate for Munich, the fellow next to me pipes up, "So where're ya from?" Oh god.

I turn--lazily but not impolitely. The man has bushy ginger eyebrows but gray hair, three of them protruding from the end of his nose. His teeth are gold capped and very few. He's smiling largely, expecting an answer. Have I said Oh god?

"Well, I'm US-American but I live in Germany," I say, not really wanting to discuss the details of my new digs in Dublin.

"Oh, well you're very welcome to Ireland," he says, as if Ireland is a plate of chips.

"Um, thank you?"

"That's Irish water you're drinking there."

"Oh. Well it's very tasty," I say. It's water.

"You're very welcome to it."

"Um, thank you?"

"You're welcome."

"This 'you're welcome' business needs to stop right now," I don't say.

"So how long were you here?"

"Just the weekend," I say.

"Did you do any touristy things? See the sights? Book of Kells? Trinity College Library?" He rattles off a list of places I've been to in Dublin on previous visits, but of course not IKEA or Aldi, sadly.

"Not this time," I say. "We had some other things to do. But it wasn't my first time here." I have wonderful plans of telling him about the time I was thrown out of the Trinity College library for checking the time on my mobile phone, but he's not listening.

"Just north of here," he's saying, "is the Valley of the Kings."

"Older than the pyramids of Giza," I break in because I love it when I know things.

"Yes," he says. "The Egyptian pyramids are around 3500 years old while the tombs in Ireland are--"

"Around 5000."

"Yes," he says, a bit irritated not to be the only know-it-all here.

"I haven't been there," I admit. "I read it in an article on the plane."

He goes on to list everything I made a mental note of seeing on the plane to Dublin, punctuating it with "You have to see Newgrange."

"Winter solstice at dawn?"

"The alignment of the sun," he says.

"Through the opening."

"Yes. So you've been there?"

"No. I just read about it on the plane." I hang my head. "We did drive south to Greystones," I don't tell him. I don't have time. My flight to Munich is boarding, and my early-morning virtual tour guide has just realized he's sitting at the wrong gate. He's flying to Stockholm, I'm sure to give lectures about the history of Ireland.

Click here to check out my Travel Tuesdays Interview at Besudesuabroad.com! 

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I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Contrary, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, and Word Riot. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.




Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Expat Author Interview with Michelle Bailat-Jones


Author Michelle Bailat-Jone

Michelle Bailat-Jones is a writer and translator. Her début novel Fog Island Mountains won the 2013 Christopher Doheny Award from the Center for Fiction and will be published by Tantor Publishing in November 2014. She has also translated Charles Ferdinand Ramuz’s 1927 Swiss classic Beauty on Earth (Onesuch Press, 2013). Her fiction, poetry, translations, and criticism have appeared in a number of journals, including The Kenyon Review, The Rumpus, Hayden’s Ferry Review, the Quarterly Conversation, [PANK], Spolia Mag, Two Serious Ladies, Cerise Press and The Atticus Review. She lives in Switzerland.
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IMBO: Hi, Michelle! Great to have you here at I Must Be Off! What took you to Switzerland? When you were a child, did you ever dream of living in another country?

Bailat-Jones: Thanks so much for inviting me. What brought me to Switzerland? The easy answer is that my husband is Swiss, but we actually met while he was completing a post-doc in the US. He taught/researched in the US while I finished my MFA and then in 2005 we decided to try his country for a while. When I met him I had just returned from several years in Japan, and I wasn't quite ready to settle down "for good" in the US so it seemed like an idea to try Switzerland. I am (and always have been) passionate about languages, and so I am drawn to immersion experiences. I suppose this also answers your second question. Yes, I certainly did dream of living in another country. In fact, I pretty much knew from a young age that I would be an expat. If that can be a life goal, I guess that was mine. (I was born in Japan, so I can probably thank my parents for the idea.)
Mount Rainier -- an artist's rendering
IMBO: OK, so you were born in Japan, but imagine you're playing Taboo and you can't name the place. How would you describe it to let us know where you're really from? I tell people Country Music, Jack Daniels, Walking Horses.

Bailat-Jones: This is a really hard question for me to answer. I'll tweak the game a little and take one related item from each of the places I've lived and still consider some part of my home: Mt. Sakurajima, Mt. Rainier, Mt. Hood, les Dents du Midi. (Kyūshū - Seattle, WA - Portland, OR - Switzerland). I was born in southern Japan and the volcanoes and mountains are a big part of living there. In the same way, the views of Mt. Rainier and Mt. Hood are inseparable from my time growing up in the Pacific Northwest. I went back to live near Mt. Sakurajima after college, and then after just a few years back in the US, I moved to Switzerland, where I've now lived for nearly ten years. Portland, Oregon and Switzerland are now the two places I've lived the longest. I'm jealous sometimes of people who have a fixed "home" and how that becomes a reference point for everything else, and then at the same time I feel really lucky to have lived in so many different places, to have experienced or created a feeling of home in several places around the world.
IMBO: I hear you saying you’re a mountain person. Are you at home in the mountains? Do you hike?
Bailat-Jones: I do hike and I love being outside. Mountain forests are some of my favourite places in the world - to wander, to explore. But I think I‘m just as interested in mountains for the view they provide. I like the perspective and for the short time I once lived in the mid-west of the US, I felt a little lost at the flatness.
 Les Dents du Midi
IMBO: Flat places drive me crazy. There's no up. How was it adjusting to the expat life?

Bailat-Jones: Mostly it was fine. Switzerland is a beautiful country and still very rural. So the part of me that craves silence and stunning vistas is constantly fed. And Switzerland suits me so well with its four national languages and huge immigrant populations. There is an incredible diversity here in which I'm very happy to live. I'm also lucky in that I already spoke French when I arrived - so integrating on a day-to-day function level was not a challenge. But there are obvious cultural differences that can be a challenge to negotiate. I live in a part of Switzerland (the canton of Vaud) that is not known for its warmth and hospitality. Swiss people here can be quite reserved. This isn't always true, obviously, but there's truth in the idea. My husband, however, comes from a different part of Switzerland (the Jura) where people are more boisterous and welcoming, and he comes from a very big (and large-hearted) family so I am spoiled with connections and support in that sense. But there are certainly days when I miss living within my own culture, when it can be tiring that every interaction seems to revolve around this idea of "I am different from you because of X" and that sort of thing.

IMBO: I’m familiar with those sometimes infuriating discussions of difference. Has living in Switzerland changed you? Has this experience changed the way you write?

Bailat-Jones: I think that living in Switzerland, living abroad in general, has changed me. I’m not sure I will ever feel quite comfortable living the US again, for example. And I think this is quite common to a lot of expat experiences. And yes, it has definitely changed how I write—not just because of my job as a translator and the focus on language that this has given me, but also because of an awareness of how literature works in different countries. Sometimes I fear that the American publishing machine puts an emphasis on a certain kind of storytelling, often (but not always) prescribing a “best” or “only” way to impact a reader. And I don’t think that imperative exists so strongly in a place without such a huge industry.

IMBO: You have a book coming out. Congratulations! I want to know all about it, and I'm sure there are lots of IMBO readers out there who would as well.

Bailat-Jones: The book is called
Fog Island Mountains, and it's set in southern Japan in a fictional town called Komachi. It's a novel about the destructive/difficult decisions that can be made when a person is grieving, and about a very particular grief situation between a mixed-culture couple and their children and friends. But it also involves Japanese folktales, and in particular the Kitsune folktale tradition. Kitsune means fox in Japanese and there are different kinds of fox stories in Japanese folklore. The first are the stories of foxes transforming themselves into young, beautiful women to trick young men into marriage, and the second are about nine-tailed foxes who are essentially omnipotent, with the ability to be anywhere and hear anything at any given time. The story takes place as a large typhoon hits the island, something that happens every late summer in southern Japan and which can cause incredible damage.

IMBO: This sounds fascinating, something I’d love to read. I see it’s on pre-order right now at Barnes & Noble online. Do you have a publication date yet? What’s the best way to purchase the book? 
Bailat-Jones: The book is set for publication on November 4th. And I’d love for people to buy it through their favourite local bookshop, but it can also be purchased online via the usual channels. The publisher has links.

IMBO: I’ve also seen around the web that you will be reading from the book. Can you give us an idea of where?

Bailat-Jones: I’ll be giving a reading at The Center for Fiction in NYC on November 6th, and I’ll be doing a reading in Switzerland on November 22nd at Books, Books, Books in Lausanne.
 
IMBO: Finally, I always ask the expat authors I interview for a recommendation of another expat author.

Bailat-Jones: I’ll recommend two that have something to do with Switzerland – the first, Agota Kristof, who was a Hungarian writer who came to live in Switzerland and learned to write in French. Her works are translated into English and they are challenging, powerful and thought-provoking novels. And the second is Clarisse Francillon, a Swiss-born writer who lived almost her entire life in France. She has yet to be translated into English but her work reminds me quite strongly of Mavis Gallant (another wonderful expat writer!). She was also Malcolm Lowry’s translator into French.

IMBO: Thank you, Michelle! And thank you so much for taking the time to chat. Wishing you tons of success with your novel, Fog Island Mountains

Bailat-Jones:  Thank you so much!

I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, and Word Riot. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice. 

Monday, September 29, 2014

SmokeLong Quarterly is Redesigning

Recently, I've joined the talented team at SmokeLong Quarterly, one of the oldest flash fiction e-journals. I'm climbing aboard at an exciting time. SmokeLong is in the middle of a redesign project that will make the journal more reader-friendly and, well, just better all around.

We're funding the project through a Kickstarter campaign, and we've raised around $2500 of our initial goal of $3000. Just five hundred more to go--but we have only 12 more days to do it (as of September 29). UPDATE: as of September 30, we have reached our initial goal of 3000, but we're not stopping there. With $5000 we can offer the Kathy Fish Fellowiship in 2015!

Rewards include anything from a cyber kiss for a dollar to the opportunity of becoming a character in a published story written by the likes of Sara Lippmann, Amber Sparks, Randall Brown or Laura Ellen Scott for $200. For $50 you can get an in-depth critque of your work from the SLQ staff. For $40 you can get SmokeLong's Best of the First Ten Years anthology--which I'm (gobsmacked to be) in.  

Here are a few reasons you should consider giving a few dollars towards SmokeLong's revamp:

1. You love me.

2. SmokeLong Quarterly has consistenly published tight, provocative sudden fiction by the best writers--both established and emerging--in the genre for over a decade. You might be one of them.

3. SmokeLong has never charged for submitting.

4. SmokeLong has never charged contest fees--which seems economically impossible. How do we do that?

5. SmokeLong has hosted, and would love to continue hosting, the Kathy Fish Fellowship, which benefits emerging writers. This is a very good thing.

6. SmokeLong Quarterly is free. If you want to pay something, though, you can buy SmokeLong Quarterly: The Best of the First Ten Years anthology. It's exceptional. 

6. You love me. You do love me, right?

In case you haven't already gone to the Kickstarter site to check out SmokeLong's campaign, here's the link again:


I must be off,
Christopher :)

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, and Word Riot. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice. 

Friday, September 19, 2014

Crazy Life

I have a crazy life. A crazy wonderful life. Full of surprises. Good ones. Awful ones. And everything in between. Maybe I should stop being so surprised by the loops I'm thrown for, the curveballs I'm thrown--the throes. Aw, hell no. I love surprises.

So Dublin here I come. Yep. Who'd have ever thought it? But it's happening, and I'm excited. Reason number one: they speak English there! I can go to readings and take part in writers' groups and drink cider. OK, the cider doesn't have much to do with speaking English, but I can drink more cider!

Here's what I love about Dublin (and Ireland in general) besides the fact that they speak English!

The Music!

Ireland is on fire with all sorts of music. I can't tell you how long I've sat in a bar and just enjoyed the atmosphere, just felt so at home. Music--doesn't matter much what kind--makes me so happy. Singing is a massive part of me. One of the reasons the music of Ireland touches me so deeply is that I experienced it with my father. We shared such incredible moments listening to traditional pipe music but also live pop music. These are memories that will bring me smiles for more than years. For ever.

The Cider!

OK, stop. I know I've mentioned the cider, but it bears mentioning again. Cider isn't available everywhere here in Munich. In the UK and Ireland, every bar has cider. I love cider (and I can't drink beer). It's got to be healthy too. Hey, all it is is apple juice and a little bit of alcohol. Have you seen the latest Strongbow ad? It's really cool. I'm going to embed it here in the hope that Strongbow will sponsor me and give me a lifetime supply of, um, cider! And, yes yes yes I know. Strongbow is not Irish, but it's not as sweet as Magners. Forgive me. I like my cider a bit drier.



The Writers!

Ireland has been churning out great writers for a very long time, but some recent gems that come to mind are James Claffey, Ethel Rohan, Nuala Ní Chonchúir and Robin Graham. If you haven't checked out these writers, well what are you waiting for? Click on their links. Now. I'm looking forward to becoming more familiar with the work of contemporary Irish writers.

The Drama!

The Green Isle? And it's green because it rains and rains and rains and rains. It's going to be rainy. I know. I like the rain, though. Really. I like the drama. Maybe I'm Irish. No, actually I know my ancestors were mostly English with a couple of Native Americans thrown in there for better complexion (ᏩᏙ!). You know, the typical "My great great grandmother was a Cherokee princess." I think Cher started it. I took these pictures. Please don't steal them. If you must though, give me credit. Sweet people.






What do you love about Ireland? I need your ideas. I'm going to be spending a lot of time there in the next few years, and I can't wait to share my experiences with you. But I'd love to hear yours.

I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, Word Riot, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.



 

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Article at Flash Fiction Chronicles

Flash fiction? What's that? It's different things to different people, but basically it's fiction under 1000 words. The definition has changed over the last few years, and I'm happy to know some of the talented writers who've helped to effect this change. Flash is tight prose that feels immediate, urgent. But before I repeat what I wrote in the Flash Fiction Chronicles article, here you are:


Comments and shares very much appreciated, you sweet wonderful people.

I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, Word Riot, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Lit Matters

SmokeLong Quarterly has been churning out incredible stories for more than ten years, and they've never asked for one penny from anyone. They've given so much to the world of sudden fiction. You may have seen my post on Facebook about the Best of the First Ten Years Anthology. It's a must read for anyone interested in the genre.

SmokeLong has just initiated a Kickstarter campaign with the intention of vamping up the site. SmokeLong's going to get even better. Old School's going Future School. And you could do your bit to help it. Please do what you can. The world needs lit, and it needs it suddenly.

I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, Word Riot, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Punches are Here to Teach You How to Roll

The least gross picture I could find. Looks more like someone's hair..
Of all Life's lessons, I think I keep repeating the one entitled Punches are Here to Teach You How to Roll. I have been punched before (Rio de Janeiro, Paris). I've also been caught in a neck hold and thrown to a cement floor (Nice, France). My life has been threatened (Munich, Rio)--more than once come to think of it. Flights have been canceled, cars have broken down, airlines have forgotten my gluten-free meal. I've had to eat gluten-free cake when there was no gluten-free bread. The list just goes on and on. Goodness. You'd think I'd be a rolling expert by now.

So when I start feeling odd during breakfast on August 31 at my parents' house in Tennessee, I'm not surprised. At first I think my grandmother has sneaked some flour into the hashbrowns (they are remarkably well bound).

"Um, so Granny--"

"Huh?!"

I raise my voice (she's 93 and doesn't like to wear her hearing aids). "Um! So Granny--"

"Huh?!"

I raise my voice again. "Um!! So!! Granny!! The hashbrowns!! They're remarkably!! Sticky!!"

"The fairgrounds in Reba Johnson City?!"

"Oh God. NO!! THE HASHBROWNS!! DID YOU PUT FLOUR IN THEM?!!"

"DID I PULL FLOWERS IN THE FAIRGROUNDS???!!"

A very loud and long story short, she promises she did not. So with this knowledge, the ever-worsening worry in my gut just gets more and more worrisome as the day goes along. My father even beats me once at Scrabble.

"Did you poison something so you could beat me at Scrabble?" I ask him, holding my belly.

"I wish I'd thought of that," he doesn't say.

So it turns out neither of them has poisoned me. Still, the pains persist. I lose another game of Scrabble. I lie awake all night. The feeling in my gut is like wind that won't pass. I have cramps and little spasms everywhere and nowhere. I've never had pains like these. At 6 a.m. I knock on my parents' bedroom door and tell them that as much as I hate to be a pain, I think I need to go to the ER.

I'm telling you all this because falling ill in a foreign country (foreign to the one where you are insured) is a real danger that you need to be prepared for before you travel. Driving to the emergency room on a Sunday morning 4 hours before you're scheduled to fly back to Munich is not the time to wonder if you're covered.

"So," I say to my father who's careening down a country road, "I sure hope my health insurance will cover this."

"You don't know?"

"Well," I say, "It's not on my Top 10 list of Things I Know For Sure, but it's right up there with Is a bear Catholic? and Do the Marshall Islands belong to Australia?"

"Are you delirious?"

"Probably."

"Wanna play a quick game of Scrabble?" he doesn't say.

Despite fervent prayers that my grandmother was lying about the flour in the fairgrounds, it turns out to be an appendicitis. And despite my pleas to be allowed to fly regardless of whether my appendix ruptures at 30,000 feet, I won't be flying; and on top of all this, I didn't buy the optional travel cancelation insurance. Who does that? Weenies, that's who. Very organized and foresighted weenies.

The silver linings of having an emergeny appendectomy while visiting my parents:

1. I don't have an appendix to worry about anymore. I can go on long ocean voyages in a dinghy if I want and never once have to think, "Hmmm, I wonder what I'd do if my appendix ruptured?"

2. I'm all caught up on my US-American game shows. I just love how US-Americans get so excited about winning. Germans are boring on game shows. A German when he wins 100,000 euros: "Thank you, Generic Game Show Host. This will go nicely with the bezillion euros I already have sitting cross-eyed bored in the bank now." A US-American when he wins 100,000 dollars: "Rahhhhhhh! Rohhhhhh! What????! Ahhhhhhhh. ARRRRRRRR! PRAISE BEJEBUS! SCHWEEEEEEEEEEE! BLARGH!!!!!! GlOOOOOOOO!" And the contestant screams all of these unintelligible expressions of joy as he wraps himself around the host, weeping and salivating on his shoulder. Just ask Bob Barker. It's good to be reminded how my people express their happiness.

3. Seriously, I get to see more of my family. They're sweet. All of them. Thank you for coming to see me in the hospital, and thank you, Teresa, for going to the store and getting me apples.

It turns out that British Airways is happy to reschedule my flight back to Munich once I produce evidence of my medical emergency, so bless them. Also, I'm doing one of those wavy moose antler nanny-nannies to the weenies who bought the travel cancelation insurance. Suckers. All you have to do is have an emergency appendectomy! (While the rescheduling of the flight causes little worry, the health insurance situation is still outstanding, and the total bill has gone beyond the $30,000 mark already.)

Have you been in an emergency medical situation abroad? How did you deal with it. Any tips for the sweet, pretty readers of I Must Be Off! ?

Click here to check out my Travel Tuesdays Interview at Besudesuabroad.com! 

I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Indiana Review, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK], Necessary Fiction, Word Riot, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.