My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

FRIDAY, MARCH 30 The moments when I am conscious of the presence of grace are mysterious and powerful. Before it happens, ego control must b...

MARCH 27 Sometimes my plans collapse as conditions dictate, then other forces come to play and bring possibilities. Today, I anticipated pai...

FRIDAY, MARCH 23 The weather has been blustery, tempestuous at times. Nonetheless, I venture out, seeking adventure. The Riserva dello Zi...

MONDAY, MARCH 19 I almost cried when I found the temple at Segesta after being lost, despairing it was not easier to find. After driving o...

SUNDAY, MARCH 18 As the days unfold, my life follows like a blank empty tablet, being writ upon by an invisible hand. There are no set plan...

FRIDAY, MARCH 17 One way to quickly become initiated into Italian life is to drive anywhere. The streets for the most part are narrow, somet...

TUESDAY, MARCH 13 Having arrived in Sicily, I am getting quickly acquainted. For initiation into the rythym, every morning, bright and ...

THURSDAY, MARCH 8 It would seem that one week would be ample time for preparing to leave on a trip. It is not if the trip is for three mont...

FRIDAY, MARCH 2 Growing up in Washington DC, my best friend Lonnie and I spent endless hours of adventure with each other. In 1968 we worke...

THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 22 For years at different intervals, on a regular basis I have met with an eminent psychologist. Today, it was as if I c...

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 14 Drawing a nude model is such pleasure. The first few moments are the most fearsome because there is only a blank pag...