
A Space To Write
I might have mentioned my office became a nursery. I might not have mentioned I have a new space to write. The tiniest desk I could find. Can you imagine me? Running through Ikea aisles with a baby stroller, determined to find the one and only desk to fit in the one and only available (25 inch) space in our apartment? But I found it. And so I sat, late into a raucous Friday night, with the unassembled pieces, a bag full of screws, and the wordless directions from Scandinavian

Currently — Summer
Watching: These days we are watching Louie. I love the brilliance of this show. It’s surprising, strange, thoughtful, self-aware, offensive, funny, poignant … I recently heard Emily Nussbaum, the television critic for The New Yorker, say it is a show we don’t yet know how to watch. I would agree that this is the best way I’ve heard it described. I don’t yet know how to experience it. But I’m watching with great interest. And I’m still amazed and reeling, all this time later,

Street Finds – The Books of This Summer
There are many reasons I love Brooklyn. One of them is the mysterious exchange that happens on the sidewalks and stoops of our homes. I haven’t seen this anywhere else. Even after six years just over the river in Manhattan. But, here in Brooklyn, we love to leave books and records outside for anyone to take. I have built a beautiful, if worn, library from these finds. And I have left many, many of my own books at the foot of the tree directly in front of our building. They di