Interview with Writer Sonia Geasa

germany-flag-Sonia Geasa has two essays published in my anthology, Written Across the Genres. The one called, “The House in Germany” tells about living on Haupstrasse in Spangdahlem. In the essay, she says, “I lived in Germany for two years, but Germany still lives in me.”

Sonia’s other essay titled, “I’ll Be Back,” is about wanting to write and joining my writing class a few years ago. Her bio states: Fifty-five years of marriage, five children, and eight grandchildren are pieces in the patchwork quilt of her life. She hopes to share scraps through her writing.” The following is an interview with her.

Julaina: Who is your favorite author and genre?

Sonia: I enjoy reading Pat Conroy. His descriptions are moving and emotional. He totally immerses the reader in the setting as well as his characters.

Julaina: Why do you write?

Sonia: I write to recall and relate both mundane and important events in my own life.

Julaina: Where do you like to write?

Sonia: I prefer to write on my kitchen island. It feels homey and helps evoke memories.

Julaina: What are you working on now?

Sonia: I am writing a love story/memoir based on letters from my husband-to-be while he was in Germany and I had not yet joined him there.

Julaina: Thanks, Sonia, for the interview. I’d like to say how much I appreciate your comments when we analyze writing in class. You are very insightful. See you Monday.

Back from Europe

On the plane ride to France, I read Cara Black’s Murder in Glichy. Each of her mysteries take place in a different part of Paris. Reading her book and being in two countries for a few days made me want to use European settings for future stories.The Air France Bus I took from the airport stopped at the Etoile Arc de Triomphe, a few blocks from the apartment where Mitchell wrapped up the board meeting held there. We were fortunate to be able to stay at that same apartment above the H&M on the Champs Elysees. The location was ideal with shops, restaurants, and multiple theater choices. The Lauduree store across the street had a continuous line of macaroon cookie lovers eager to buy several flavors. A longer walk in the opposite direction from the Arc led to the Lourve and the Seine River. We could see the top of the Eiffel Tower between buildings so we rushed over to it when the sparkling lights were showing. The choice to leave Paris for a day and a half with a short tour of Germany was not an easy one to make. However, since we had been to Paris two other times and never to Germany, we accepted Mitchell’s colleague’s invitation to stay at her house. Tomorrow I’ll blog about that adventure.