NYC Week Eleven: False fronts

Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. The Ironclad Building on Main Street in Cooperstown looks well-kept from the outside: two clean, windowed storefronts on the ground level, second- and third-floor windows surrounded by if not fresh, at least not peeling paint. You would never guess, from looking at the outside, thatContinue reading “NYC Week Eleven: False fronts”

NYC Week Ten: Welcome to the real world?

Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. From all I’ve heard about the real world and what life’s like there, I don’t think New York City is it. At my college, we talk about the “Taylor Bubble” where we’re sheltered from anti-Christian influences, shepherded by faculty and mentors of mostly the sameContinue reading “NYC Week Ten: Welcome to the real world?”

Four months in New York City: Week One: Once upon a time

The first time I went to New York City, I moved there for four months. In the distant future, I’ll say this to nieces, nephews, aspiring writers, and possibly children of my own. They’ll be in the middle of making big decisions, trying to decide whether to play it safe or step out of everythingContinue reading “Four months in New York City: Week One: Once upon a time”