King of the Apartment

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I’m working perched on the tiniest, tiniest corner of this chair because I don’t have the heart to move him.

Everyone who has a pet is nodding their heads in recognition.

There are sirens all over the place right now, screaming downtown. I hate when you hear sirens blaring, sirens which are getting progressively louder and louder until then they all come to screaming halt right in front of your building. That’s no fun. (Except for the cute fireman part.)

I’m starting to freak out about not getting enough work done on my days off. Writing takes a long time. I didn’t notice because I had lot of time, so it didn’t matter if it took lots of time.

By the way, I just had such a delicious lunch. I discovered that if I marinated and fried a little tofu, I could steam a vegetable, throw in some pasta, splash it all with soy sauce, and voila. The most delicious meal I know how to make.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “King of the Apartment

  1. …and we all know how to position ourselves in bed so that the kitties have the room they need… no odd or sudden movements! They have to have their 20 hours of sleep! 🙂

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