|Location||New York City, United States|
|Introduction||Originally from South Carolina, I decided New York was my real home when I visited as a child. It was the summer of 1977. My family and I waited for a train in Grand Central, where I noticed a woman standing near us on the platform and eating chocolate ice cream out of a cup. Slowly, by herself. It was July but felt like August. (And the city was, in an hour or so, about to suffer a disastrous blackout, but she didn’t know that.) This woman had a journal under her arm and a big bag strapped across her chest. Filled with books and papers. Important work, perhaps. She had accomplished something, and now she was going somewhere.
Read some other first impressions of the city (from famous people) in My First New York: Early Adventures in the Big City.
|Interests||bookbinding, metalsmithing, lampworking, knitting|
|Favorite Books||Lolita, Ulysses, Moby Dick, The Stranger, In Praise of Shadows, Tropic of Cancer, The Good Soldier, Remembrance of Things Past, The Sheltering Sky, The End of the Affair, Notes toward a Supreme Fiction, Huckleberry Finn, Genet (by Edmund White), The Education of Henry Adams, A Different Person (James Merrill), Living in Style without Losing Your Mind, Terrible Honesty: Mongrel Manhattan in the 1920s, Paris Spleen, Under the Volcano, Art and Fear, The Death of Manolete, Kevin Starr's multivolume history of California, Always Astonished, The Last Samurai (DeWitt), The Gift of Southern Cooking|