Most mornings and evenings feel crisp, cool, and refreshing. The fall has arrived. My favorite season.
The fall often finds me sitting at my desk with a pen in hand or engrossed in a book. When not transfixed by words, I visit historic sites and homes accessible by mass transit. (I don’t own a car and I loathe driving.) My imagination is most awake and fertile in these months. Or so I believe.
I’m looking forward to continuing and starting new projects this fall.
Recently, my Wertheim Study fellowship at the New York Public Library was renewed: a true gift of space, time, and resources to hone my proposal for a second book and to begin writing my manuscript in earnest. I’m organizing a series of engaging public lectures featuring scholars, journalists, and authors at my day job. My wife and I will be sharing a long train journey. All great things.
Dear reader, I hope that you’re fashioning plans for the season. I look forward to hearing about them.