My father and my sister came up to the Catskills with me on Sunday. They returned home to Pennsylvania this morning. So for some weeks to come… I am home alone in the Catskills.
Having seen it unfold over the last two days, based on what I’ve learned over the years I wanted just to offer Ms. Avon some minor support. I did so in three quick tweets…
Following Yellowstone, we had headed to the incredible Tetons…
The real reason we are here in the US: my niece and nephew wanted to go to Yellowstone Park. Months ago, we said, “Sure.”
Oh, and what do authors discuss in private messages? Hush, hush, secret writing stuff, of course.
Hello from upstate New York!
Through media and social media non-Americans tend to see way too much of the US of the extremes: yapping politicians, Kardashians, people waving guns around, poverty, racial discord, hurricanes, wildfires, religious “fundamentalists” who seem to dislike everybody who isn’t their sort of Christian, and a slew of negatives on a near-endless list; or they see glitter that dazzles them: gorgeous national parks, Florida beaches, Las Vegas, snowy mountain retreats, cool New York City, Hollywood, shopping, and much more.
It was a pleasant week in upstate New York’s Catskill Mountains, just outside of Windham. We did some necessary work inside of the house. We are returning to England on Saturday, so we are now with my father, visiting him at his house in northeast Pennsylvania.
I figured it was a good time for another blog post.
Post-9/11, I’d not really wanted ever to go back. I avoided the area in the years since 2001. But – with our visiting British friends here – finally I felt it was time.
Hello from upstate New York! We’ve made it!
I thought I would here have a chuckle and create a somewhat tongue-in-cheek version of a Wiki that is factually the real me, but under the pseudonym.
Ironically in the 1780s and 1790s Americans here in England, or in France, or in Spain, or in the Netherlands, often mixed in such places for the first time with fellow Americans from other US states.
I advise anyone now to be cautious, very cautious, on Twitter. The only reason I have not deleted my account is because I do like engaging carefully with decent people when possible. And many readers now expect authors to have Twitter accounts.
When I saw that retweeted into my timeline the other day, what was my reaction?
I could only think… here’s another idea: read a history book.
I don’t think I would have written any of my books as I had if we had not built that house. Spending so much time there after, something about the area drew me into wanting to write about it.