by Rebecca Copeland | Jul 5, 2023 | Memories
One of the worst aspects of international travel is jet lag and where it leads—the upending of schedules, the loss of moorings, the sense of walking under water. Some people are able to transition seamlessly from one time zone to another. I get discombobulated just... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Jan 4, 2023 | Family
I can’t remember when I decided I would retire to North Carolina. The idea came on gradually. Maybe it was after I spent that month in the Tennessee cabin writing the first draft of The Kimono Tattoo. It was only a month, but I felt such an affinity for the hillsides... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Nov 23, 2022 | St. Louis
Why do you love your house?” the young woman asks me. We are sitting on my front porch while she interviews me about the flood. She is doing a study on the River Des Peres that runs alongside the street perpendicular to mine, meandering through a concrete culvert... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Sep 28, 2022 | St. Louis
The ping of a text message drilled into my ear. I was drifting along a wave of dreams, enjoying the sounds of morning gradually overtake my mountain house—the summer insects, the birds, the drip, drip from last night’s rain. If I answered the text, I would have to...
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