Lyn Fuchs's Blog, page 25

Between The Sheets With Eleven Women

On December 1st, I will be under the cover and between the sheets with eleven extraordinary women. I will attempt to simultaneously satisfy all participants in this romantic venture with my fine tubular instrument. You are invited to be a part of this sweet release.

The aforementioned cover is shown here. You cannot see the enclosed sheets of paper, some of which I have transformed into art with my fine Mont Blanc writing instrument, unless you buy the book. Here is how editor Barbara Conelli...

Smooth Getaway Postcard From Doolin Ireland

I was heading into the tiny village of Doolin, following a visit to the Cliffs of Moher and an hour shy of the night’s festivities. Feverishly unpacking my effects at the Aille River hostel, I managed to wash up and set off as the nightlife began.

Doolin is one of those quintessential places that let you experience everything you’ve dreamt it would be - or at least it was for me and my comrades. I want you to picture your ideal Ireland experience. It’s likely the same as I imagined prior to my...

Smooth Getaway Postcard From Irish Cliffs

 Salty fresh ocean air permeates my senses. Wind brazes my skin in a fierce sultry fashion. The only sounds are lonesome lapping waves and distant calls from the multitude of native Puffins. These white specks fly gracefully, floating in figure eights. A few come billowing over the northern cliff’s edge, mere feet from where I stand. While others linger near their makeshift nests, tucked along the sharp crags.

Reflections of longing accompany my unfocused gaze into the distance, far away...

Twisted Vagabondage Tale From Dachau

My descent into a dystopian society began in 1961, when I overheard a conversation between my mother and her best friend that forever changed my life. The stinging revelation led me on a 43-year journey. In this odyssey, I encountered both zombies and blood-thirsty monsters, but I also met kind strangers and knights in shining armor. I learned what is most important in life. Not fame or fortune, but something we all have yet often take for granted.


History swept me into a destiny I could never...

Primal Wilderness Rambling From British Isles

Mountaineering /n./ slow walking uphill while not feeling well.

“I think that climbers should get some credit just for remembering what their jobs are on Monday.” ~ Gary Clark
“To qualify for mountain rescue work, you have to pass our test. The doctor holds a flashlight to your ear. If he can see light coming out the other one, you qualify.” ~ Willi Pfisterer
I remember visiting my grandparents when I was a child and picking up an old magazine. Maybe it was National Geographic. I found...

Why I Love Traveling With Chiques

I dig traveling with chiques. That's why I agreed to write a chapter for author Barbara Conelli's chique travel anthology. Not because I'm a chique - quite the opposite: I like to hang with chiques. Why? Let me tell you. While running off with the girls to Europe to pretend that chocolate is a food group or escaping with the boys to Patagonia to smell each other's feet both have their attractions, guys and dolls journeying together just flat rocks.

You see, studies consistently prove that wome...

Wandering Mystic Meditation From Beara Peninsula

A writer friend once said, “We writers are needy people. We want constant affirmation and assurance about our grandness.” She was mostly right. With the increasing number of people harboring creative aspirations in the world, the competition keeps getting tougher. Everyone strives to get their slice of fame. Each writer tries to be different. Sometimes, it’s easier to find a unique voice when you are away from the distractions of daily life at a writer’s retreat.

So about a mont...

Back On The Road With Kerouac

The new film version of Jack Kerouac's On The Road retains much of what made the book a travel classic. That's saying a lot. As the December 21st American release date approaches, consider a few of the many authentic elements that spring directly from the movie's esteemed literary source.


There's a jazz and blues soundtrack befitting the works improvisational style. (The strung-out sentences may reflect a strung-out writer.) Sexy antique cars recall the sense of freedom America's open highways...

Wandering Mystic Meditation From Israel

Before I began traveling abroad, I considered myself to be quite the cosmopolitan. Two years and 15 countries later, I'm constantly learning things about myself and my relationship to the global community. Wasn't it Socrates who said "true knowledge comes in knowing that you know nothing"? Smart guy, that old dead Greek. It is simultaneously an irritation and a pleasure to be slapped upside the head by the world each time I get too comfortable in my situation. One of the biggest wake up calls...

Spice Girl Caravan To Saudi Arabia

What you must remember when traveling overseas with three small children is everything that does not kill you will make the journey worth it. Each child establishes his own perceptions and memories of what happens and you can often find the humor in that.

A blistering morning in Saudi Arabia after traveling for 24 hours found us lost. No really, lost! Our company did not meet us as expected, so we had no idea what to do. Machine guns pointed us toward some cabs. My eight year old was separated...