I’m pretty close, but I want to be right up on a river. I want to be able to see it from the porch (and I want a porch). I can’t wait to go back up to Inwood to check another spot for this haunted house I’m looking for. But I’ve got interviews and my new Census job and I’m not sure when I can get back up there. Actually, maybe this weekend. I think I might find the house of my dreams while I’m at it. Not that I can afford it, but it will be something to dream for.
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.View all posts by Stacy Horn →