Update: The shower and stove work

Thanks for the concerns expressed regarding our bumps in the road moving into our new flat. Thankfully, Jill Wales and her Property Management Team, have been wonderful!! Last night two electricians came and got the electric shower working (something out of balance in the box and a touchy switch), the stove (the on switch had been mysteriously hiding behind the refrigerator), repaired one of the two broken space heaters (fuse for one — kaput-ski for the other).

After soup on the stove to go with my planned stove-less meal (smoked mackerel on a green salad) and a hot shower, we are both feeling much better. Still waiting on the washer/dryer, the hot water tap in the tub and the spigot for the kitchen sink (which splashes/sprays everywhere)…but, a shower, a stove and some heat… life is much better.

Be well, friends.

 

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Reasonable Expectations

After a smooth arrival and settling into a flat that we believed would be ours for the duration of our stay in Glasgow, we were given short notice to vacate. There had been some miscommunication between the letting agent and our very helpful contact from the University of Strathclyde. While he has been constantly apologizing for the state we were put in, the letting agent never has. She has adopted more of a “not my responsibility, not my fault” attitude – she seems to be a blame-shifter. And I am reminding myself that dealing with one person like that does not mean the entire country has that attitude!

After our older son toured college campuses, I commented to a friend how fascinating it was to see what could influence a seventeen year old’s opinions. A woman in the admissions office at Macalester College the day we were there must have been having a bad day. She was not very helpful or friendly. Well, that one interaction was enough to make a certain young man decide that “they weren’t friendly at Macalester.” It quickly descended on his list of preferred colleges.

With maturity, hopefully we learn that people, businesses and institutions deserve more than one chance encounter. So, in the interest of speed and assuming things couldn’t get worse, we opted to work with the same letting agent mentioned above. We found a flat near enough to our first flat that this directionally-challenged writer wouldn’t be starting from scratch again at learning where she was. And, priorities, priorities, it would still be in walking distance from my new favorite coffee shop: McCune Smith, which deserves and will get its own post one day. It would be a little smaller – one bedroom, not two, but our rent would go down 50 pounds a month, instead of going up 150 pounds a month as the landlord of our first flat wanted to do. We expected it to be chillier than our first flat as we only saw one radiator, in the hallway, and four space heaters. We felt – understandably I think – rushed to sign onto something asap and this seemed more than adequate once it was cleaned up more.

We filed paperwork with the letting agent and then had to wait almost a week for whatever reference checks, etc they needed to do. I have no idea if the length of time required is normal here or not – in the U.S., I know my son who has lived multiple times in multiple large cities: Minneapolis, Boston, Washington, DC and now NYC, has never had to wait that long to find out if he has a rental. (And, in this day and age of e-communications it seems odd that so long would be required…)  We were told to vacate the first flat by January 18, and on January 15 we received an email that we were approved and could come in on January 16 to sign the lease and get the keys. As soon as we got the email, we phoned to make the appointment and were told the only slot they had was at 4 p.m. We probably should have been a little nervous then — it meant by the time we actually moved in, we would not be able to contact anyone if there were problems until Monday morning……

I should mention that in the intervening time period before the approval email, I was very ill. Some type of stomach bug hit me hard and wiped me out. I could barely move from bed to the couch to the toilet. By the weekend of the move, I was better and able to take nourishment, but my strength and stamina were nowhere near 100%. We packed and moved our things on a cold, and unusually snowy weekend in Glasgow. I should say that my husband did far, far more of the work than I did!

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After packing and moving on Saturday and Sunday, he had to spend an insane amount of time cleaning the filthy new apartment while I rested. We were shocked at the state of things as when we signed the papers on Friday it seemed like the letting agency was attesting to the fact that things were clean and in working order. It was Sunday night before we tried to get a can of soup on to enjoy.

And, the grease-caked stove didn’t work. (He had scrubbed and tried, but the burners were gross.)

We hunted for a switch to flip to turn it on.

Okay, forget the stove, but now we better see what else around here works…..

The fridge and freezer? Yes. (Ignoring the rust flaking off the bottom of the freezer onto the kitchen floor and the fact that the produce drawers had no lid….)

We knew we had hot and cold running water in both the kitchen and bathroom sinks. (The kitchen sink faucet sprayed everywhere, but we got water.) A check of the shower in the bathroom was not successful. It did not work. And, we discovered that the handle to run the hot water in the tub was sheared off…….

Two of the four needed space heaters did not work. Did I mention it was a cold snowy weekend? (Anyone who suffers with arthritis can attest that cold doesn’t sit well in the joints. I was NOT happy, or comfortable.)

We reviewed our lease – which had been an extensive document to go over on Friday afternoon and sign, date and time every page with our letting agent. And, we began writing our issues. After 9 a.m. this morning, we printed the document and delivered it to the letting agent to read, sign and date. When my husband handed it to her, she barely looked at it and said, “I can’t sign this.” Well — that set a certain American’s temper off and unfortunately, he pointed at her and said something to the effect of “You haven’t even read it.” She asked him not to point – I asked him to calm down –  a somewhat reasonable conversation ensued where she did read the document. And, got her manager to sign it and things were being passed along to the “property management team” to take care of quickly. The same property management team that was in charge of the pre-rental inspection and cleaning!

My husband apologized for pointing, but the letting agent never once apologized for what we are going through. I did say to her, “I don’t want you to hear this as attacking you – I know there are always different cultural expectations, but was it unreasonable of us to expect when we were moving in that the shower and stove and washer would be working right away?” She assured me that it wasn’t unreasonable, but that the pre-inspection doesn’t involve checking those things. They had to have been reported as problems by the previous tenant. Huh? Our understanding was that it had been vacant for quite some time. Didn’t they do a good check once the flat was vacated??? Clearly not. And, she was quick to remind us that she had nothing to do with the property inspection, etc, that was the property management team. The one that hasn’t called me yet since we filed our grievances three and a half hours ago.

Two different native Glaswegians have expressed sorrow and dismay over what one referred to as “this farce” of a rental situation, but the letting agent has not. I realize she does not represent Scotland. But I wish I could say to her, this American would feel so much better with a simple, honest apology. Somebody dropped a ball and I wish someone would own up to that. We handed them 1200 hard-earned pounds and expected to be able to be warm, to be able to shower and cook and wash our clothes. As she said, this was not an unreasonable expectation.

I will try to investigate further whether this is a particular letting agency issue, or a challenge in Glasgow in general and let my traveling and studying abroad friends and families be advised.

In the meantime, the sun is shining. I will stop at the grocery store on the way home and buy something for supper that won’t require a stove or oven and hope that this afternoon the phone will ring and fixer-upper appointments will be scheduled. And, perhaps my reasonable expectation of an apology from the letting agent will be fulfilled.

#happywriting #happyreading #happyliving

 

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White Privilege & White Ignorance

Before I left Milwaukee, I taped two essays at WUWM, one of Milwaukee’s public radio stations. Many thanks again to Mitch Teich, Lake Effect’s Executive Producer. The first audio essay, My Legacy Won’t Be Whitewashed, aired just before Christmas and soon after a verdict came down in the Dontre Hamilton case which has rocked Milwaukee. It has been our Michael Brown and Ferguson case, though not as well known. And, yes, I am aware of the fact that I am referring to two dead black men as “cases” – and no, I’m not okay with that, but I’m unsure what else to say. Loving one of Google’s old rainbows and thinking a lot about my life, and why I’ve known so few living black men.

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A tweet and Facebook post about the essay got a lot of traffic – including – praise the literary Gods – a retweet from Roxane Gay! I don’t pretend to have any answers about the racial tension in the United States, but I do know that I have lived my life basically on one side of the tracks. If you’re interested in having a listen, click here. You’ll need to click again under the photo when the page comes up. Run time is just over 3 minutes.

Not sure when the next essay will air, but will let you know when I find out.

If my thoughts resonate with you, whatever your experiences have been regarding race relations, I would really LOVE to hear from my readers on your thoughts. If you’ve experienced racism, how do you cope? If you’ve lived an isolated life, like mine, have you taken steps to try to diversify your experience? What has worked? What else should I try to do?

#BlackLivesMatter

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Living Abroad Now vs 1990-1991

Once upon a time, before Al Gore invented the interwebs, my husband and I moved out of our home in suburban Milwaukee and traveled to Marburg, Germany for a year.  I was thirty and more than a little terrified of going to a country where I didn’t speak the language. But, I was excited. And, that year, that year had its challenges to be sure – (they need a stool sample, seriously?, to let us live here??) – but the good outweighed the bad.  At Christmas in our apartment in Marburg, these were my guys:

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Compared to life in the wired world, we had gone in blind. I don’t recall seeing pictures of Marburg before we arrived there (and forget google earth or maps!).

We were much more cut off from our friends and family in the States. Phone calls were expensive and made from phones plugged into a wall – no one carried a connection to the world in their pockets. Recipes came from my Betty Crocker Cookbook (which became popular with the other Americans in our housing complex who hadn’t thought to pack one) or flyers at the grocery store (that we attempted to translate into English). The world didn’t feel confined or small, but looking back, from the vantage point of worldwide connectivity, it does feel smaller.

And, I miss it.

And, I don’t.

And, I’m allowed to feel both ways about it.

I love that now, when I can get online at a time that coincides with daylight hours for my States-side family and friends, I can often chat with some of them — some prefer google chat, others Facebook messaging. I haven’t done any visual chats yet, and won’t until I have wifi in the flat. I can get a feel for what my mother is up to in Florida, how the world is treating a Milwaukee friend who has been ill, etc.

But, while we’ve had a week in our flat without wifi or t.v., I realized how much more reading I did! I inhaled Larry Watson’s Let Him Go (loved this book – family, relationships, obsessions, what will we do for the ones we love?). I’m rereading Dani Shapiro‘s Still Writing and am working on Anthony Doerr‘s, All the Light We Cannot See.  In addition to reading, we’ve been out and about – a lot – trying to help a directionally-challenged me get the lay of the land. We’ve attended a beautiful New Year’s Eve service at the Glasgow Cathedral, a performance of Handel’s Messiah at the Glasgow Concert Hall and spent yesterday tromping around Edinburgh.

We’re already talking about how careful we need to be to not disappear into our wired-worlds when wifi arrives in our flat. We’ve probably talked to each other more in the last week than we have in a rather long time. No, I don’t want to go back to the pre-wired world, but I want to be more attentive to turning it off more often.

#happyliving

 

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A Writer in Glasgow, 2015

We’ve arrived and are settling in to our new flat. Sensory overload is at work – as I fall asleep at night, I hear snippets of English spoken in a way that is oh, so foreign to my ears which are tuned to midwestern media English. Aye, but I’ve beeeeeen in Scotland a wee while and the phrases and sounds are entering my brain along with all the sights. I’ve not written a word yet, but am now, and will more soon, because as I believe Dani Shapiro writes in her memoir, Still Writing, I’m not well when I’m not writing. I need it the way others need oxygen.

So, just a quick look at my first impressions here:

***Glaswegians are as friendly and lovely as midwesterners in the U.S.

***I had anticipated the monochrome winter I’m used to in November in Milwaukee before the snow falls, but have been pleasantly surprised by the green everywhere. This is a view of my apartment building from across the street:

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***The furnishings in our flat are adequate – not great – but clean. Here is my husband at our dining table in our living room at his laptop. (We are both struggling mightily with the lack of WIFI in the flat so far. That’s bothering us much, much more than no t.v.)

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***My writer synapses were firing like crazy as I wandered through the Necropolis (which is across the street from us – you can see the hillside out the window above). Names on gravestones were screaming “story, story, story” at me. Many Alexanders, Margarets, James, Stewarts, Jessies, Archibalds lie buried there. At the top of the hill is a memorial to John Knox and other protestant reformers — John Knox has come up recently in a confirmation class group I mentor through my church back home, Wauwatosa Presbyterian.

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***Nothing dries easily here. It seems even when it’s sunny out (which surprisingly, it has been two of the five days we’ve been here), the humidity is high.

***Enough for now. Must head back to the flat soon and vacate this table I’ve hogged far too long.

I may be doing some separate email updates so if you’d like to be added to that list, please comment with your email address.

#happywriting

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Write a Winning Query, Part Two

Last week, I posted the great advice from Elizabeth Evans of Jean V Naggar Literary and Jess Regel, Foundry Literary & Media, which they shared at Mount Mary University‘s first Publishing Institute.  If you missed it, you might find it helpful to read Write a Winning Query, Part One first and then click back here.  Elizabeth and Jess have seen – and unfortunately, continue to see – the following common query mistakes. Learn what they are and avoid them!

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The query….

*is too self-aggrandizing    ..Don’t exaggerate your own experience or achievements.

*includes bad endorsements. …It does not matter what your librarian, pastor or aunt thinks.

*reveals too much of the story.

*is rude or aims to shock to gain attention. (Yes, apparently this happens.)

*is poorly formatted.

*is too artsy.

*is too plot-focused.

*uses too many questions.

 

Ready to send? Final Query Checks

*Run spell-check and have someone else proof it.

*Did you include all your contact information?

*Did you address the query to the agent you mean to be approaching? Have you spelled his/her name correctly?

*Have  you followed the agent’s submission guidelines exactly? Exactly. No wiggle room here folks.

 

Many thanks to Elizabeth and Jess for sharing this information at the conference and letting me pass it on to all of you here.

 

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Write a Winning Query, Part One

10423819_10152533870826420_4104195169088167053_nMount Mary University in Wisconsin hosted its first Publishing Institute on Saturday. I attended one session “A Simple Guide to a Winning Query,” with some angst. I’ve attended similar sessions in the past. Would this one offer me anything new? Well, as sometimes happens when you revisit a topic you’re familiar with, there were reminders and new angles that proved helpful to me. I hope the same for you. Our presenters were Elizabeth Evans from the Jean V. Naggar Literary Agency, Inc. and Jess Regel from Foundry Literary & Media. The information that follows comes from my notes – I will do my best to present their information as clearly as they did.

 

 

A Simple Guide to a Winning Query

 

First paragraph

Stick to the basics – give the title, genre and word count. If you are uncertain about your genre, you need to figure it out and work it in. So, in my case, the novel I am shopping is definitely in that nebulous “literary” fiction style, that my book club friends love – character driven. But literary fiction doesn’t work well as a genre to pitch – bookstores and libraries need something more specific. Therefore, I say that my novel will be classified as “historical fiction” – and it will – but in the way that BROOKLYN by Colm Toibin or GILEAD by Marilynne Robinson or SARAH’s KEY by Tatiana de Rosnay are classified as historical fiction – and that clears it up. An agent would understand exactly what I mean – the history in my historical fiction is not another character. It is important, don’t get me wrong, but the characters and relationships are more important. If you are a debut novelist or memoirist, it sounded like the “sweet spot” word count is around 85,000 words – and the range to stay within is 65-110,000 words. You hurt your already not great odds by straying outside of that range.

Other things which might appear in the first paragraph, when they are appropriate: Why are you approaching this agent? How did you find her or him? If you admire one of their authors (only if you really do!), let them know.

One great AVOID THIS TIP: Avoid the Eeyore syndrome — don’t put yourself or your book down. And, yes, to my amazement, people do this in queries.

Places to find agents? Publishersmarketplace.com   agentquery.com Jeff Herman’s Guide to Book Publishers, Editors & Literary Agents BUT in all cases: follow the agency’s guidelines EXACTLY. Do NOT rely on the “find the agents” websites or books for the latest information. ALWAYS double-check the agency’s information and follow the latest guidelines posted there.

 Second Paragraph

This is where you will briefly describe your book. Jess Regel encouraged us to remember this is ..”not a synopsis, just a teaser.”  And, she recommended using a movie voice when practicing, “In a world where…” Elizabeth Evans said here it can sometimes work to do a book comparison, her example, “It’s THE LOBSTER CHRONICLES meets WILD.” What else belongs in this paragraph? (NOTE: when using titles for comparisons or comps, try to have them be from the last 8-10 years.)

*Introduce the main character(s)

*Give an indication of the key conflict

*Present important themes — how is the book bigger than its plot? Why is it significant? How will it be universally appealing?

Third Paragraph

This where you toot your own horn, within reason. Lately, working on the anthology,  Done Darkness, I’ve seen so many authors go crazy here. No, every degree, job, citation or award you’ve received does NOT belong here. This is not your c.v. or resume. Here are things that could – appropriately – get worked into this paragraph according to Evans and Regel:

*A little about you and your qualifications (Yes, if you have an MFA or MA with a writing emphasis, that would be appropriate. If you’re pitching a medical memoir and you’re a nurse, that would be appropriate. A Vietnam veteran pitching a war novel with a plumbing license? Maybe not necessary.

*What inspired you to undertake this project? You might mention where the germ of the idea first came from — again, only if it’s interesting and fits.

*Recent meaningful writing credits (So, in my case, when I’m pitching a novel or anything else, no one cares or needs to know the magazine articles I did twenty years ago.)

*Your background/platform (note – critical for non-fiction)

Things to know/remember — Don’t make the mistake many writers do of not working on building a social media presence until they are trying to land a book project. As Elizabeth Evans said, “You need to have “arrived” before you get your book.” Both agents emphasized that they google authors they are considering working with.

 

Hope you find these helpful. More soon from their presentation on Common Query Pitfalls to avoid and Final Query Checks in Writing the Winning Query, Part Two.

#happywriting

 

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Transition Times

My mind has been fluttering around the idea of transitions recently. Perhaps it’s inevitable as Wisconsin is sliding into winter from a lovely autumn. On our street, the maples have refused to drop all their leaves. The city trucks have come and plowed all that we could rake into the street into large piles, which are now frozen, snow-covered and home to post-prime pumpkins. Need an image or two?

I’m not sure how the giant vacuum hoses are going to handle frozen pumpkins, so I’ll simply shrug and snarkily think, “Not my problem.” The leaf pile in this photo is actually one of the smaller ones on the block. It must have been raked out to the street after the plows had already come.

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In the next shot, you’ll get a better idea of the size of most of the leaf piles around here.

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Yes, autumn leaves refusing to drop, leaf piles awaiting pick up and snow. As I was working on this post, a friend messaged me about these pictures with a soundtrack for the post, Joni Mitchell singing the Circle Game.

It’s not just the temperature and the change of seasons which has me pondering transitions. The calendar is also zipping toward the Christian season of advent – that time of inward reflection and expectant waiting which has unfortunately also become an embarrassing time to be a Christian. Perhaps it would be a good time to revisit a popular past post, Intentional Waiting and Writing.

My husband and I will be living in Glasgow, Scotland from January through June of 2015 — did I say I was thinking about transitions?

But, I’ve also been thinking about transitions as a writer, not in the usual way, not in smooth movements between sentences and scenes. No, no. Transitions in the stages of a writer’s life, career, experience — whatever word applies. I attended a Publishing Institute at Mount Mary University on Saturday and was struck by a number of thoughts about transition throughout the day. I knew many people in the room, mostly women, and I was struck by how few of them had transitioned from fear of submitting and putting their work out there, to actually doing it. I find that so discouraging. More on that another time.

For now, I must post this and get on to some follow-up work coming out of the conference and preparations for our upcoming move. Watch for posts coming soon with thoughts from Bret Anthony Johnston and some great query-prepping advice from two agents, Jess Regel of Foundry Media and Elizabeth Evans of Jean Naggar Literary.

Happy #writing

 

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Facing Facts

2014 is rushing toward its conclusion. I’ve chosen to return to Facing Facts — my monthly check-ins of progress I made on stated writing goals and setting goals for the next month. My writing goals between October 8th and November 5th were declared as follows:

1. Novel

Let the novel rest in the hands of agent and meet with other prospective agents at Mount Mary University’s Publishing Institute on November 15th.

2.  Done Darkness

Time to select, winnow, send acceptances and rejections. Prepare for agent meeting at Mount Mary.

3. PamWrites

Give this space more attention and time. Invite some guest posts.

How did I do? Well, first, the novel is sitting in the hands of an agent in NYC. I am crossing my fingers that she will represent me, and checking with her assistant about the kosher-ness, propriety, whatever, of contacting another agent or two.

For Done Darkness, Kathy Lanzarotti and I have been choosing and winnowing, but have not sent acceptances or rejections. That is a high priority in the next ten days.

I checked in a little more frequently with the blog – and got great feedback here, on Facebook and Twitter for a few posts — especially the announcement of a flash piece up at Digging Through The Fat and a very recent post on Stumbling on Happiness.

Some other things that happened in my writing life the past month that weren’t stated goals were:

1. Read an essay at a public reading in Milwaukee

2. Revised and sent that essay to NPR (after the great feedback I got at the event)

3. Submitted some essay proposals to Wisconsin Public Radio.

4. Helped a writer friend revise a query

5. Encouraged a writer friend struggling with insecurities

6. Drafted two new essays

Self-Evaluation/Grade?

I’m pretty pleased with my effort and production this past month, therefore, I give me two of my favorite dudes, Bruce Springsteen and Jimmy Fallon, singing “You Rock, Pam Parker.”

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As I consider my goals between now and December 5th, I must keep in mind that Thanksgiving is coming, Christmas is coming and holy Celtic-crapola Batman, Scotland is coming!! If all falls into place as hoped, my husband and I will be living in Glasgow from January through June next year. Am I excited, you ask. Yes. And anxious. There are things to get in order here, and there, as much as possible in the coming weeks. So, bearing those things in mind, I must keep my writing goals realistic but optimistic. There’s no sense in choosing to do nothing when writing is what I WANT to do! Therefore, my goals through December 5th are:

1. Done Darkness

Make final selections and update submitters of their status. Continue contacting indie presses. Get one lined up. Discuss with agent at Nov. 15 Publishing Institute?

2. Novel

Follow through on other agent contacts, if appropriate after contacting assistant of agent with manuscript now. Discuss with agent at Nov. 15 Publishing Institute.

3. Submissions

Prepare submissions for the Wisconsin Academy of Sciences, Arts & Letters contest.

Continue working on essays to consider for submission.

4. Encouraging Others

Blog. Email. Facebook. Twitter. Be a positive presence.

 

If you are doing any self-evaluating, I hope it is productive and you’re not letting it become self-flogging. Acknowledge what you are getting done and keep at it. As previously shared, remember this:

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Stumbling on Happiness

 

One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness; one only stumbles upon them by chance, in a lucky hour, at the world’s end somewhere, and holds fast to the days….      

   ~Willa Cather

 

I was in New York City this weekend, visiting our son, his partner and my old college roommate and her husband. Being in their collective presence was certainly ripe for happiness, but it was one of those trips where things went so smoothly – each plane, train, bus and subway was on time. Each meal ordered – or homemade – was yummy and appreciated by all. We visited the Tenement Museum, something I’ve wanted to do for years. And though I’d been anxious whether everyone else would enjoy it, all did. We took the sweatshop workers tour. On this tour, you are inside an original tenement building on New York’s lower east side. After being condemned, it was purchased to be turned into the museum, a work-in-progress, something the artistic side of me loved. The museum is evolving, adding exhibits as funds and research allows. We first visited an apartment left to show how the building looked after condemnation. We could see years worth of different types of linoleum on the tiny kitchen’s floor. Ripped away wall boards revealed layers of paint, or in the case of the parlor, layers of wallpaper and paint. The square footage of the one bedroom apartment, which often housed 6-10 people, was about 350 feet.

The historian and writer in me didn’t want to leave. In a previous draft of my novel, a Polish immigrant couple, Lydia and Pawel, had spent a brief time with a relative in an NYC tenement before moving on to their own apartment. Lydia was on the tour with me in my mind and I was delighted to have her join me. To a non-writer, this experience might sound a tad “off”, perhaps “crazy.” But, writers will understand. Lydia, who took in mending, after she and Pawel had moved to Brooklyn, was a little jealous of the dressmaker’s sewing machine set up in the parlor of the small tenement. She adored the pink dress with black trim.

Levine Parlor, Tenement Museum, NYC

Levine Parlor, Tenement Museum, NYC

 

And though Lydia’s life and story in my mind are laden with sadness, I appreciated her presence on the trip. I felt Lydia and Pawel whispering in the parlor at night, huddled together against the draft from the window, stealing quiet kisses, hoping, dreaming, planning a life of smiles. That would not become theirs, but in that space, they did not know that. I had stumbled on their happiness, glad to have been invited in to that moment.

Other moments of happiness on this trip were not so imaginative. I am cursed – at times, Lord knows I’m not perfect! – with the ability to spot typos. My son got that curse too and pointed out a typo as we visited an architecture exhibition at the Cooper Union, which he needed to see that weekend for grad school. Frankly, I wasn’t looking forward to it that much – wasn’t expecting it to “do much for me.” Well, so much for my low expectations. Besides this fabulous typo ….

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…. (if you missed it, it’s dead center: New York PUBIC Library) …… we also saw fabulous renderings of architectural models and blueprints. One of my favorites is below, the Cathedral at Chartres, France. See more photos from the Drawing from the Archive: Analysis as Design exhibition here.

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So, there too, I stumbled on happiness. Happiness doesn’t always arrive when we plan for it, but it’s often there when we aren’t expecting it. Wondering where I’ll stumble on more in the days ahead.

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