I fell in love with storytelling long before I could read or write. I would listen, spellbound,
as my grandmother told me stories about her escape from Russia and her life as an orphan.
Her stories smelled of lilac and sun-speckled dust, and tasted of borsht and multi-colored jello.
Because of my grandmother, all my stories float around food at some point.
Most of my adult life has revolved around technical and business writing (because both my grandfathers
were independent, practical men who taught me the value of keeping a roof over my head). On the side, I've been a magazine
editor, and I still edit screenplays and novels for my friends. But what I love is writing short fiction.
This site is a taste of my love and is a tribute to my grandmother. This site is also a thank
you to my mother, who has always encouraged me to read and write.
Nolcha Fox
