It’s a cozy nook, really, but Ludvig is packed with everything I need, save for coffee: Smith Corona (best birthday gift ever, from LB), notebook, sexy pens, Star Wars poster, mini Superman and Green Lantern, squeaky shark, friendly fox-bandit, and Endymion. And, just out of view above the lamp is a quote from Eugene O’Neill’s Long Day’s Journey Into Night, serving as title/inspiration for my novel-in-progress: “We’ve loved each other! We always will! Let’s remember only that, and not try to understand what we cannot understand, or help things that cannot be helped—the things life has done to us we cannot excuse or explain.” This is where I write. (Not pictured: writing on the subway, in a coffee shop, in bed.) High-res

It’s a cozy nook, really, but Ludvig is packed with everything I need, save for coffee: Smith Corona (best birthday gift ever, from LB), notebook, sexy pens, Star Wars poster, mini Superman and Green Lantern, squeaky shark, friendly fox-bandit, and Endymion.

And, just out of view above the lamp is a quote from Eugene O’Neill’s Long Day’s Journey Into Night, serving as title/inspiration for my novel-in-progress:

“We’ve loved each other! We always will! Let’s remember only that, and not try to understand what we cannot understand, or help things that cannot be helped—the things life has done to us we cannot excuse or explain.”

This is where I write.

(Not pictured: writing on the subway, in a coffee shop, in bed.)