If you take the "S" train to Times Square ("S" is for "Shuttle"), then hook up with the "1" train, it will take you to 66th and Broadway. Did you know that Broadway is the longest street in America?
|Grand Central Station|
|In the belly of the Big Apple, this is the stop for Times Square|
|Rushing to make the "1"|
|A musician entertains train waiters.|
Remember: if you stop and listen, toss a tip in the bucket. It's how they make their living
|I'd forgotten what one of these things looked like.|
|My lucky number--twice--and destination.|
|Out the hole in the ground, I walk Broadway and admire concrete.|
|These kids begged me to take their photo.|
"This Ferdinand Magellan must have been a man of courage and valiant in his thoughts for undertaking great things... Although he was not an imposing presence because he was small in stature and did not appear in himself to be much, so that people thought they could put it over him for want of prudence and courage."--Las Casas in "Over the Edge of the World," by Laurence Bergreen
"Many have made a trade of delusions and false miracles, deceiving the stupid multitude."--Leornardo Da Vinci
"Out on the bluff, the fieldstone house was exactly as Sophie remembered it. Night was falling now, and the house exuded a warm and inviting aura. The smell of bread wafted through the opened screened door, and a golden light shone in the windows. As Sophie approached, she could hear the quiet sounds of sobbing from within."--Dan Brown, "The DaVinci Code."
Courage, valiant, delusions and false miracles. Stupid, the fieldstone house, Sophie, what I remember, what I don't remember, smell of bread wafting through the air, and sounds of sobbing from within.
Take what you want. Toss the rest. Now. Go ahead. Write something. I dare you.
First drafts are always shitty.
See you in print,
Linda Della Donna
"Be kind to widows. We got friends in high places."