I am word in God's mouth...

Bookstores feel like home to me. I used to stand in my family’s bookstore and wish I knew what all the books said without actually reading them. A few weeks ago I strolled the aisles of a big name bookstore, lightly tracing the spines of the books with the tips of my fingers, head tilted to the right, studying the fonts and letters of their names and authors, when it occurred to me:Not only does

Doma

Today's post in New York Daily Photo featured a picture of Doma, my favorite coffee shop in NYC. For those of you who read my 2nd book, Crowded Skies: Letters to Manhattan, you may recognize Doma as the place where I wrote most of the book. In the picture on New York Daily Photo, the seat where I sat to write most of the book is where the gentleman in the gray pullover is sitting, on the far