The New York part of this trip has been great. I have managed to get to the NY Public Library to start reading through the new novel. What a strange process that is. I’m finding some small changes I want to make. Nothing major. But the hard part is trying to decide if the pacing feels right. Is it starting out too slow? Is it moving too fast? I just can’t tell. I suppose I’m too close to it. So I will keep with my plan to just read it through, then make the changes that I can see need changing, and then hand it over to my editor and see what she thinks. But in the meantime, New York.

I have found a hotel right across the street from my parents’ apartment building. It’s suiting me just fine. I’m on the twentieth floor. Here are some views from my windows:

My view of the Hudson River

City streets from 20 floors up

in-between buildings

This trip has been mostly about reunions.  I’ve seen lots of family members who I rarely get to see. And now, I’m off to meet up with a group of people I went all through school with, most of whom I haven’t seen in over thirty years. Now there’s a scary thought.