Tom & Alissa

The Guardian has a list of the rooms where various well-known writers work. Of special interest to me was Jonathan Safran Foer (Everything is Illuminated, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close), because he apparently writes in a branch of the Brooklyn Public Library near my own home. Seamus Heaney, on the other hand, writes in a nook-like room overlooking the harbor in Dublin.

And NaNoWriMo (NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth) is coming soon, in November, and I’m once again toying with the idea of joining the crowd. I don’t know. I can’t decide.

Lastly, this article about a Jane Jacobs exhibit at the Municipal Art Society is making me think I should finally buckle down and finish her book (which I’ve been reading slowly) and go see the exhibit. She’s really a fascinating woman who famously “saved Greenwich Village” from Robert Moses’ highway bisection plan, and I have in my head this David-and-Goliath struggle between them that probably is a bit idealized but still kind of fun.