Stacy Horn

I think I’m going to be ill. I always feel sick when I spend a significant amount of money on myself. The last time I felt this sick was when I bought myself an upright piano (which I later had to sell). But it should be great, right? I love TV. I watch more than most people think most people should. It gives me pleasure. Why shouldn’t I add to something I enjoy? Why shouldn’t I have a great TV??

Pity the guys who have to carry it up to the top floor of five story walkup, though. Did I mention that it weighs 140 pounds? I will have nice tips ready.

Here’s my before shot. Oh man, that file cabinet looks so crappy. Well, I have to save money now. I’ll just paint it or something.

My apartment insurer recommends taking pictures of my apartment and the things in in it.

This is the nicest piece of furniture I own. I got it because my apartment doesn’t have any closests. Seriously. There isn’t a single closet in my apartment. That’s Buddy on the floor.

This is where I sit and work every day. It’s a pleasant spot. I always have fresh flowers, although I’ve been thinking I should just get one really gorgeous plant.

You can see how he got the nickname, right? Ways Finney makes my life hell:

– Bites my feet.
– Reaches out and claws me when I walk by sometimes.
– Loves to knock things off things.
– We’ll be curled up on the couch, peacefully, when suddenly he’ll use me as a launching pad. Maybe he saw a bug or something. It involves digging his claws in before springing off, and it happens too fast for me to do anything about it. I’ll just be left stunned, bleeding and crying. He weighs 18 pounds, so you can imagine the damage. Still, I love the little monster.

Here is Finney lulling me into a false sense of security.

Sitting on my desk, just waiting for my signature, is the contract for my next book! I’ll be writing about ghosts, among other things. I can’t get over the fact that I get to devote the next few years of my life to something so ridiculously interesting. I haven’t had an easy life, but I can’t complain about my career luck.

This is a picture of the Morris-Jumel Mansion in Harlem (at the end of the road, at the top of the hill). First, can you believe that’s Manhattan?? Ghosts have been haunting this mansion since it was built in 1765, and I will tell the story of this house in my next book. Originally, I planned to make the Mansion the focus of the book, but I’ve changed my mind. I will include the story, it’s just too good to pass up, but a better idea came up (I’ll talk about that idea in a couple of months).

Since I watch TV 24 hours a day, I’m breaking down and buying an HDTV. I think. The huge, crt TVs still have the best picture quality, so I think I’m going to go for the one above. It’s a Panasonic CT30WX15 (30″) and it weighs 140 pounds. And it’s $750, not counting what I will have to pay the delivery men to carry it up to the top floor of a five story walk-up. There will have to be some apartment re-arranging to fit it. I’ll take before and after shots.

Speaking of TV, I’m trying to think if any of the news show have blown me away yet. Thinking … thinking … I don’t think so. Not yet.