Autumn is coming into New York; I take walks by the gray Hudson River with its moored boats at the Boat Basin and watch leaves tumble down the sidewalk before me. I mark down all the concerts I want to hear this year, and hope I'll get to most of them. I keep adding Read More
Writing historical fiction: sometime journal of a New York City novelist
a few words this October day for my friends and readers!
October 14, 2013