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Scrivener and iki.ai Fuel My Life as a Writer in Argentina
Writing at the Edge of the World
There’s something surreal about trying to write the Great American Essay with the scent of espresso and empanadas in the air. Buenos Aires buzzes with the hum of subte trains, the flick of café cups, the distant murmur of a tango melody curling around the corner. It’s romantic. It’s chaotic. And somewhere in the middle of that madness, a blinking cursor dares me to find clarity.
From Appalachia to Argentina: A Story Fueled by Words
Born in the hollers of Virginia, I never imagined I’d be writing stories in a city where Spanish flows faster than the Río de la Plata. But life has a way of rerouting you. Divorce, wanderlust, and a desperate hunger to feel something real again pulled me south. Now, I craft narratives from a place where everything is foreign, except the words I type.
The Daily Grind: What Writing in Argentina Really Looks Like
Picture a writer juggling the mate gourd, swatting mosquitoes, and racing a blackout to finish a sentence. That’s my Tuesday. Argentina is not a writer’s retreat — it’s a test of stamina. Yet the cultural whiplash somehow fuels the fire. Every grocery trip, every chat with a taxi driver, becomes a line of dialogue, a scene, a spark.