Sigh. Robert Browning’s sentiment has often been my own. My latest published essay, linked here: “Cornish Pasty” in Phoebe Journal,  records my last trip to England, in 2006, and brings it all back in a rush. It’s also the final piece in a trilogy of essays about my Virginia Woolf pilgrimage. (The first piece is still looking for a home, and the second one, “Elvis Standing By,” was published last year.)