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J. Arlene Culiner

J. Arlene Culiner

Writer, photographer, social critical artist, and impenitent teller of tall tales, J. Arlene Culiner, was born in New York and raised in Toronto. She has crossed much of Europe on foot, has lived in a mud house on the Great Hungarian Plain, a Bavarian castle, a Turkish cave dwelling, a haunted house on the English moors, and on a Dutch canal. She now resides in a 400-year-old former inn in a French village of no interest where, much to local dismay, she protects spiders, snakes, and all weeds. She particularly enjoys incorporating into mysteries, non-fiction, and romances, her experiences in out-of-the-way communities, and her conversations with very odd characters.

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Jewish Interest Stories by Jill Culiner

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Articles : 33
Depuis : 02/12/2020
Categorie : Religions & Croyances

Sour stuff and Co. Cartoons

Cartoons
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Articles : 10
Depuis : 26/07/2016
Categorie : Littérature, BD & Poésie

Jill's podcasts

Life in a Small French Village
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Articles : 10
Depuis : 19/01/2017
Categorie : Littérature, BD & Poésie

J. Arlene Culiner: A Romance Writer's Blog

My romance writing guests share their recipes, I share snippets from my books and theirs. You can also discover my romance books at my Web Site: https://www.j-arleneculiner.com
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Articles : 162
Depuis : 11/06/2013
Categorie : Littérature, BD & Poésie

Articles à découvrir

Jewish Hungary: Those Absent on the Great Hungarian Plain

Jewish Hungary: Those Absent on the Great Hungarian Plain

What people are saying about Those Absent: Part history, part detective story, part personal memoir, Those Absent brings to life a cast of characters fitting for a Dickensian novel, deals with the fallibility of memory, the nature of prejudice and persecution, and the past as both history and fiction. Dr Michael Talalay, Writer, Lecturer, Regents U
Sunday Snippet from Felicity's Power: Moonlight

Sunday Snippet from Felicity's Power: Moonlight

They arrived in Island Park just as the black sky was easing its way into early morning’s deep, marine blue. The moon was still there with them, growing slowly pale, as if fatigued by the long night’s task of lighting the world. The sea licked the shore with a slow slurp. Nothing violent, nothing dramatic. It was a cove like any other, mild, in
Hungary's Rural Jews: from Those Absent on the Great Hungarian Plain

Hungary's Rural Jews: from Those Absent on the Great Hungarian Plain

Mariska and her Lover T emperatures dropped further, and even in Ildikó’s kocsma, the atmosphere was icy. A tight knot of women, bundled into heavy coats and woollen hats, hunched around a miniscule electric heater, whispering, snickering, and ignoring me. When I managed to catch Kata’s eye, she jerked her head towards the back room. ‘Marisk