Hey, Y'all!

East 95th has been resurrected! Alas, neither Julie nor I have returned to the constantly-shaking, jackhammer-soundtracked wasteland that is our old block, but I am repurposing this blog with Julie's permission. (Actually, it was her idea.)

2013 Update! Julie remains living along the 6 line, now with the volatile companionship of a gigantic cat named Mr. Fitzpatrick Bubbles. I shit you not. Mr. Bubbles is actually his name, and Julie added Fitzpatrick for dignity's sake. Julie loves him with all her heart, and I am afraid of him.

I am a couple weeks away from embarking on a new adventure that will take me from the noise and aggression of Manhattan to the quiet of Virginia, where I will be going to grad school for Creative Writing! Moving south will surely bring lots of surprises, revelations and boozy good times, and I'm going to document them here.

Cheesy Interlude: I'm looking forward to learning a lot about writing, myself and a new part of the country, and can't wait to share what I learn with you! Let's watch me become a better person!

Stay tuned for such posts as: There's Actually A Sign For The Mason-Dixon-Line, Is This Pizza?, Where Are The Bagels? and Driving Here Isn't Scary!

-Marissa