Boy oh boy. Having a new baby and new book makes for a backlog of… well, everything else. The lovely Amélie has provided me with a BONUS early evening nap so I can share the latest news happening over here at Paris Letters Headquarters.
First, the latest bunch of letters, now available in the shop:
Seems I can’t stop writing about Shakespeare & Company, that famous little English bookstore on the left side of the Seine. I think this is my fifth letter about this place. The most recent letter is about the most recent café they opened next door. Be still my heart.
Believe it or not, the famous Paris ice cream shop Berthillon closes in summer. They need vacation just like the rest of the city. So this letter is about that.
(Remember when I had all the time in the world and I was eloquent in my blog posts? Ya, I think we should accept that eloquence won’t return until kindergarten arrives.)
This letter is about a tobacco shop in Paris. For a long time I didn’t venture into these places because I didn’t need cigarettes, but some of them are oh so lovely in the back. A great place to hide out and write eloquently.
In other news, A Paris Year made it to #1 in the travel section of the biggest bookstore in Australia so THANKS AUSTRALIA! And it keeps bouncing near the top of the charts over in the Amazon world. What I like best about all this book business is the kind words from friends who I know don’t read books but have been loving A Paris Year. And Instagram has been all a-Twitter. So to speak.
And inthevintagekitchen outdid herself both with her photo…
And the corresponding blog post, which is about how some people can’t quit Paris. And I am definitely one of these people. Is it an obsession? Nah. It just feels like home… a really wonderful place to hang out. Speaking of wonderful places to hang out, I hear someone stirring… à bientôt!