“The days were long and scorching and the nights nearly as hot and long and the desert wind sang in my ears until I was almost insane…. Black notes flew around me like carnivorous birds and the road under my feet, when I bothered to look down, was trampled to dust.”
This is from my new story, “Desert Songs,” just published on the internet.
So is this:
“Maybe it’s not on your map, but Ouarzazate has been called the Hollywood of Morocco, even the Hollywood of North Africa, but I think Palm Springs is more like it, except for the French tourists who run around nearly naked—sometimes not even nearly—so maybe it’s the Cannes of North Africa, without the water.”
The small city of Ouarzazate, at the edge of the great Sahara Desert, is where “Desert Songs” begins. It’s one of the strangest, most intriguing places in the world.
Wandering across Morocco is both a fascinating and a challenging experience. Poised between Europe and Africa, an ancient past and the modern present, revered traditions and the ambitions of its youthful population, this land also is the home of a tug-of-war between adventure-seeking tourists and locals who see those visitors as their rightful prey—and who is to say they’re wrong? For at least two centuries, Europeans and Americans have indulged their whims and senses in the hot cities and enormous dry landscape of Morocco.
“Desert Songs” is about such people, especially a man and woman who discover that they’re no match for this beautiful, intimidating land of sand and sun.
I think you’ll enjoy reading the story. Here’s the link to it:
This is from my new story, “Desert Songs,” just published on the internet.
So is this:
“Maybe it’s not on your map, but Ouarzazate has been called the Hollywood of Morocco, even the Hollywood of North Africa, but I think Palm Springs is more like it, except for the French tourists who run around nearly naked—sometimes not even nearly—so maybe it’s the Cannes of North Africa, without the water.”
The small city of Ouarzazate, at the edge of the great Sahara Desert, is where “Desert Songs” begins. It’s one of the strangest, most intriguing places in the world.
Wandering across Morocco is both a fascinating and a challenging experience. Poised between Europe and Africa, an ancient past and the modern present, revered traditions and the ambitions of its youthful population, this land also is the home of a tug-of-war between adventure-seeking tourists and locals who see those visitors as their rightful prey—and who is to say they’re wrong? For at least two centuries, Europeans and Americans have indulged their whims and senses in the hot cities and enormous dry landscape of Morocco.
“Desert Songs” is about such people, especially a man and woman who discover that they’re no match for this beautiful, intimidating land of sand and sun.
I think you’ll enjoy reading the story. Here’s the link to it:
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