Come take a tour of my Florence walk-up apartment and see where the magic happens!

...where the magic happens. Or hell, I don't know if it's magic, but I do recall an interview with Tom Petty before the good Lord...

The other night...I think it was Monday...I stopped in at one of my local Florence pubs that's no different from the local I head out...

Jason Michel fits the noir bill to the T. Gruff and scruffy, his salt and pepper hair is cropped almost to the scalp, which itself sh...

I've been coming to Florence for a year shy of a decade to write. On more than a few occasions I've recounted how it's bee...

He's been coming to Italy to work alone for six years now. The first year he came, he hardly worked at all. He was suffering f...

People ask me...and ask me often I might add...if I have a home. An editor for a magazine I work for referred to me in a nice way as ...

In 1937 the young journalist Martha Gellhorn traveled to Spain to to observe the Spanish Civil War and to get a little private face-tim...

Checco and I make it to Chianti in one piece and take in some wine and atmosphere in a typical piazza... Yesterday I played some...

My Virgin Video Blog in the home of the Renaissance, Warts and all ... Appropriate I think... So my friend, publicist, and author...

I love being an instigator. Case and point: Last November during a very rainy month-long writing retreat in Florence, Italy (I'm...