Senegor Writes

My new novel Cezar’s Last Mark is not dedicated to any supportive family member or muse. The dedication reads, To my freshman English professor at the University of Chicago, who, after commenting on my dismal prose, advised me to quit thinking in Turkish.  Writing is not a talent delivered by the Gods through a lightning bolt. It is a craft that is refined and perfected  with much practice, not to mention extensive reading  of other writers.  As you can tell from my dedication,  my writing career began in a deep abyss. Soon after emigrating to the US, I began college[...]

Discover, as I did, legends of the Camino, the ancient pilgrimage route to Santiago de Compostela, grave site of Saint James, and how the scallop shell became a symbol of the saint. The French named their scallop dish, coquilles St. Jacques, after Saint James.

Creative, Impeccable food at a world famous Spanish restaurant, with a personal touch from the executive chef.

A celebrated high-end restaurant displays arrogance with its screw up while a local unknown deals with it properly. A little humility goes a long way in building good will.

How much embarrassment can a writer endure for the sake of research. My Budapest ordeal in Rudas Baths.

Where do all these characters come from? Many will surprise you.