by Exmoor1 | Jan 31, 2023 | Blog Post, book promotion, British humor, British humour, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Hireth, Homesickness, Humor, Humour, search for home, Travel, writer, writing
Mission: Identify twelve search keywords that would lead others to find you online. Go. It’s okay, I’ll wait. Am waiting… Okay, two keywords. Can you come up with two? I know, right? It’s really hard. But that’s what I have to do as part of a website redesign project...
by Exmoor1 | Aug 31, 2022 | Anglophiles, Exmoor, hiraeth, Hireth, Homesickness, immigrants, immigration, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Travel
I’ve experienced the concept of ‘home’ in so many varied ways recently I’m starting to think my ‘Write Home’ brand may be taking over my life. Not in the ‘writing a new novel every six months’ kind of way; more in the ‘Will I ever finish a novel again because,...
by Exmoor1 | Oct 31, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Hireth, Homesickness, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Travel
View from the bathroom: Title of a book? Podcast? Punk band tour? Horror film? Maybe not. Hardly catchy or warm and fuzzy or exciting. But this week, now all the boxes have been moved into my new home, ‘view from the bathroom’ is my favourite phrase. I had to make it...
by Exmoor1 | Aug 31, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British, British humor, British humour, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Hireth, Humor, Humour, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Transatlantic, writer
And just like that, the end of summer speeds at us like a tourist heading for the last table at an inundated cream tea shop. It’s been a weird old summer, hasn’t it: part supposedly post-pandemic, part not sure, part ‘no, we’re definitely not out of the woods yet’....
by Exmoor1 | May 27, 2021 | Anglophiles, British, British in the USA, citizenship, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Hireth, Homesickness, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Transatlantic, Travel
On May 31st, 2020 I crept through an empty international airport in Chicago. I sat alone, masked and gloved, on an almost empty jetliner and arrived at the ghost town that was Heathrow Airport in the early hours of June 1st. I thought those pandemic relocation...
by Exmoor1 | Dec 31, 2020 | Anglophiles, British, British humor, British humour, British in the USA, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Hireth, Humor, Humour, immigrants, immigration, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Transatlantic, Travel
Yes, there have been silver linings to this – what’s the word? – execrable? frightful? odious? insalubrious? (trying to avoid the ‘sh*#!’ word here. Help me out!) year. Some of those linings I dug deep to find (the Hilton points accrued during Hubby’s 139 days in a...
