The Writer’s Room

I had lunch at my club in Washington today (the discussion covered everything from neuroscience to nuclear weapons detection) with one of my favorite board members. This afternoon I’ve been ensconced in a small room at the very top of the old mansion (under the rafters but with a great view overlooking Massachusetts Avenue). It’s been the perfect place to work on a number of projects all of which are coming due at approximately the same time–hence the paucity of writing here over the past week. I’m taking a break however to consider the room itself: the walls are covered with member book covers, a letter from Mark Twain and some doodles made my President Theodore Roosevelt. There is an excellent network connection and my cell phone works quite well this high up….all in all, a wonderful place to get writing done on a Thursday afternoon.

Jim