Posts Tagged: Irish writer in NYC

Fancy a walk?

I have little to say today and yet there is plenty going on. I’m struggling again with finding writing time. That will explain the lack of ready words for you tonight. But I enjoy your company so I thought we

Fancy a walk?

I have little to say today and yet there is plenty going on. I’m struggling again with finding writing time. That will explain the lack of ready words for you tonight. But I enjoy your company so I thought we

Stylechasing in Chelsea

We have moved in. It’s alarming how many issues you inherit when buying an apartment that you don’t notice during open houses and private showings and even final walkthroughs. We will be busy and broke as we chisel our dream

Stylechasing in Chelsea

We have moved in. It’s alarming how many issues you inherit when buying an apartment that you don’t notice during open houses and private showings and even final walkthroughs. We will be busy and broke as we chisel our dream

Brainboxxed

I’d been feeling boxed in, packing up my worldly wares, preparing for the big move. Unfortunately it turns out the big move in doesn’t coincide with the big move out. This presents a series of challenges which results in this: A

Brainboxxed

I’d been feeling boxed in, packing up my worldly wares, preparing for the big move. Unfortunately it turns out the big move in doesn’t coincide with the big move out. This presents a series of challenges which results in this: A

Penny Lane

I arrived in New York City from Milan 8 years ago. Almost immediately I noticed pennies on the ground. Well, ever the superstitious Paddy, I picked up each one and pocketed it, parroting, “See a penny pick it up and

Penny Lane

I arrived in New York City from Milan 8 years ago. Almost immediately I noticed pennies on the ground. Well, ever the superstitious Paddy, I picked up each one and pocketed it, parroting, “See a penny pick it up and

Bloom with a View

I hated Versace in the 90s. So brash and vulgar. Too much colour! It didn’t fit into my view of fashion at all. And I’m not buying into this revival either. Or so I thought… Then I practically tripped over

Bloom with a View

I hated Versace in the 90s. So brash and vulgar. Too much colour! It didn’t fit into my view of fashion at all. And I’m not buying into this revival either. Or so I thought… Then I practically tripped over

Eavesdropping, me?

I am optimistic as I settle in to write. I flip open my computer, but after three sips of tea I realize it’s doomed. Behind me,  occupying a circle of soft chairs are a dozen males and females in their

Eavesdropping, me?

I am optimistic as I settle in to write. I flip open my computer, but after three sips of tea I realize it’s doomed. Behind me,  occupying a circle of soft chairs are a dozen males and females in their