As I head south to the family abode this weekend for Mother’s Day, I’ll stop off en route at Ikea and buy this desk. With a birch enamel color over the particleboard, it will fit in nicely in an area of my to-be home office.
One of the first stories I’ll be writing will be an essay comparing the past eight months living in Newburyport versus about two years in Somerville.
I started brewing a story idea earlier today while eating lunch beside the Rowley River in said town, and how the outdoor sounds were eerily quiet until an MBTA train rumbled by. I thought of many afternoons walking around South Boston’s Castle Island and hearing and seeing the planes land at Logan across the harbor. Then, my mind shifted to downtown Newburyport and surrendering my senses to the tranquility of mildly moving powerboats on the Merrimack River.
Once complete, I plan to pitch this story to the Boston Globe.
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