Moscerina & Me

Armed with an iPhone, ADD and insomnia, I am a writer and blogger. Moscerina was born five years ago because I needed an outlet to share my melodramatic love for all things in Rome and Italy at any given time to an unknown audience. Though a self-appointed know-it-all, I vowed to avoid finger pointing, but have no qualms about name calling. Nicknames, I vociferate. As a true moscerina, I act as a fly on the walls of Italy, spying and spreading what I love about being here from the perspective of resident and busybody.

Writing-- blogging, articles and substantial postcards-- has taken me around the world and back to Rome. Over the past years, I've written art in Los Angeles, finance in Singapore, food in Hong Kong, dating in Hanoi, lingerie in Paris, fine dining on the autostrada and housewives in Green Acres, only to lead me back to a tiny room in the corner of my Rome apartment where I write the in and outs of every of the Eternal City for websites, magazines and most recently a book. (Yay, me!) While recently and happily, I've had Rome-centric writing jobs, blogging-- my favorite release-- has become a battle with finding a voice, any voice.

The quintessential moi who runs haphazardly through traffic in heels took a time out.

To paraphrase Fiona Apple, I've been a bad bad writer, I've been careless with a delicate blog. Anyone who reads Moscerina knows that I have been schizophrenic in design and style, as well as presence. I blame my lack of consistency on baptism by fire into the all-consuming realm of stepmother and motherhood, an area which I have deliberately avoided treading with the proverbial pen.

So I've got a kid or two, so what? The concept of becoming Mommy Blogger by default irritates me as much as the term Feminist Artist and thus I have refrained from letting my blog evolve into Motherhood, Italian-Style. Ooops, I missed the boat and though I didn’t want to get caught up in Mommy & Me blogging, I got caught up in avoidance. With that, I'd like to go contro mano, first by heralding public education systems, babysitters and nap time. Second, I’d like to scold the Comune di Roma—get your act together quickly, the asilo nido (state funded care for 0 to 3 year olds) needs to work, read

Mother's Helpers

Pagine Baby

replete resource and listing of things to do for parents and friends of parents with kids 0 to 12 years old


English-language website/message board for mothers and fathers in Rome