I am delighted to have my short story "Moroccan Spices" included in the new (Spring 2020) issue of Catamaran Literary Reader.
The title is an allusion to "the skewers Jane had threaded lovingly with perfect Red Flame grapes grown by organic farmers in Sonoma or Rohnert Park, and Nieman Ranch pork, humanely raised, marinated in spices overnight—a blend of cumin and paprika, ginger, cloves, and just a smidgen of cayenne" and to the lure of far-off places, to travel and great dreams of bright, brave places and ways of being. To something Sarah, our middle-aged heroine, sets off on a belated quest to find and claim as her own—"with her rations of Moroccan pork-and-grape skewers and a bottle of Aquafina determined to recapture the spontaneity she’d lost somewhere along the way, the feeling of having all the time in the world to track the moon to its lair out in the Pacific or farther oceans."
image: Le Creuset, Moroccan Magic
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