More Milford feng shui for writers.

Here's just another symptom of Milford being the Writers' Town: Seventh Street Coffee. (No web site, imagine!) This is the best place ever to sit and write. You can get tea in a mug as big as your head for just over a dollar, and they have free wifi, and the staff are all really nice and helpful, and there is this big huge wooden table to sit at and work. And they play interesting music in the background, and it's usually not too loud. And you can walk to it from my mom's house. I always get tons of work done here, and so does Houston, and so does Margaret.

Here are some photos:




One is driven to wonder which came first: all the writerly amenities and feng shui in Milford, or all the writers for whom the amenities and feng shui are so well suited. Either way, I'm not complaining.

Yesterday I got no writing done at all, however, for it was my birthday, and my husband and child and I went into NYC to see Spamalot. Seeing as it seems to be on its last legs, and it sank without a ripple in Melbourne after a run of about a month, we reckoned this would probably be our last chance. It was a very fun show! Not too profound, and most of the script is cribbed directly from Holy Grail, so some of the jokes were less piquant than they might have been had I not been laughing at them for thirty years. Still, the set was cool, the lighting was cool, the choreography was very camp and fun, the acting and singing were terrific — a good evening!



While we were walking around the city before the show, we happened across the studio where The Colbert Report is filmed. (Sadly, it was deserted, as this was a Sunday.) We're all three fans of the show, so we had to take photos, didn't we?



Well, it would be a shame to waste time in 7th Street Coffee by not writing stories, so — back to work!