Erin Byrne

The Birth of Wanderlust

travelers-tales By Erin Byrne

Gold Solas Award-winner in the Travel Memoir category

It is a windy day in Wyoming in 1938, in the perpetual present tense. A four-year-old girl stands in the middle of a spacious plain, her arms spread wide. She begins to walk, then run, yellow prairie grass rippling in waves upon her ankle-socks and calves, her blue dress fluttering against her thighs. She tilts her body to the left and jumps, to the right and turns. She is an airplane, soaring to faraway lands, places of grand mosques and cathedrals, castles and favelas, and colorfully clad people with skin of every hue. In this moment, the girl is presaging her life. She will grow up to traverse the globe more than a hundred times, bring news of the wider world to thousands, and inspire generations of travelers. But right now on this plateau, all she’s doing is instinctively acting out her deepest longings.(read full story)

The Birth of Wanderlust2026-03-25T12:28:42-07:00

Our Ravaged Lady

By Erin Byrne

Grand Prize Gold Winner in the Fourteenth Annual Solas Awards

Little by little, his spirit expanded in harmony with the cathedral. —Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame

She’s had many lives and here was the burnt offering of another. Notre Dame’s lace spire sizzled and crumbled as it fell, and the gigantic hole it created became a cauldron. Flames, golden to orange to red, assaulted the lavender-tinged Paris sky, and smoke billowed in gray and white explosions. Silhouetted against glowing cinders, her bell towers stood dignified but unprotected.
Our Ravaged Lady2024-08-23T17:23:18-07:00

Into Celtic Twilight

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By Erin Byrne

The air is the region of the invisible. —John O’Donohue, Anam Ċara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom

It is morning on the west coast of Ireland on a swath of pebbly beach with an emerald hillside and plateau off to the right. Cloudish sky, pewter water. Beyond the lapping of the waves comes a faint yet beckoning wail, like the highest note of a flute, heard by those who achieve a certain kind of quiet. A haunted sense of synchronicity surges through me: I’m home again.

Into Celtic Twilight2017-06-03T17:44:16-07:00

In Vincent’s Footsteps

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By Erin Byrne

What else except pain and suffering can we expect if we are not well, you and I? —Vincent van Gogh, in a letter to Theo van Gogh, February 1889

What if all you can do is all you can do? Curl up. Breathe. Exist. Breathe, exist. In. Out. This was not what was meant to happen here.
In Vincent’s Footsteps2017-04-24T02:31:59-07:00

Wings

Wings front cover-10.15-webWings is a love story of France, a blend of travel writing and memoir that reveals the country's art, cuisine, history, and traditions through encounters with characters such as Winged Victory, Claude Monet, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Coco Chanel, and a mélange of writers, filmmakers, and friends. Erin Byrne goes deep to discover little-known aspects of French culture and by doing so, uncovers long-buried qualities of herself. She is transformed and her stories may transform you.

“A reverie-inducing glimpse of past and present France.” —Phil Cousineau, author of The Book of Roads
Wings2020-05-12T11:58:24-07:00