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Neda Semnani, incredible human and excellent writer generally, wrote this beautiful piece for The Week, this week.


…In Paris, I told myself, writers must never fear the blank page or the blinking cursor. In Paris, the stories just write themselves.

For a long time, I convinced myself that to know Paris even a little was enough. I was happy to spend a weekend or two every few years wandering her streets and sipping wine at her cafes. To want anything more felt childish and a little crazy, like flapping your arms to fly to the moon.

Then a month ago, I moved to Paris.

Read the rest of the essay over at the Week, and give her a shout out from America.

Photo from The Week (Credit: Atlantide Phototravel/Corbis)