Trout lilies, Frelinghuysen, Arboretum, Whippany, New Jersey

Old Book Shop, Morristown, NJ
Recommend.

Old Book Shop, Morristown, NJ

Recommend.

From nj.com. 

The post office in my town was damaged in Irene and never re-opened. 

Records I needed at work were destroyed when the warehouse they were stored in was damaged in Irene.

My mom’s name is Irene, and one of my aunts is named Sandy.

Does anyone remember Hurricane Floyd in 1999?  I recently came across newspaper clippings I had saved from then.  I was at Rutgers, living on campus.  Pretty much everything was shut down.  People were going down to Route 18 to take photos of how the Raritan River had consumed the highway.

(“On the banks of the old Rar-i-tan, my friends…”  When I was in the marching band, we would have to stand up on the bus and sing the alma mater whenever we crossed over the river.)

Found in the wall at Fairleigh Dickinson University, one of my alma maters.

Click the link to read the story on nj.com.

Last night I dreamed of the characters in my (at this point rather neglected) novel.
The above is one of my purchases from my visit today to Old Book Shop in Morristown.
It’s inspiration, in a way.

Last night I dreamed of the characters in my (at this point rather neglected) novel.

The above is one of my purchases from my visit today to Old Book Shop in Morristown.

It’s inspiration, in a way.

Very cool.

fotograffic:

Photaday121: Bear crossing sign somewhere in Sussex County, NJ.  This goes rather well with my #bizarreandcoolsoftheworld series.


Sussex County!

fotograffic:

Photaday121: Bear crossing sign somewhere in Sussex County, NJ.  This goes rather well with my #bizarreandcoolsoftheworld series.

Sussex County!

(via njdotcom)

harperperennial:

jessicabrokaw:

From Inside Jersey on nj.com

When it comes down to it, all of us can’t live in New York City. All of us can’t live in Williamsburg. A bunch of us live in Jersey.

Holla atcha Jersey girl right here!

New Jersey was my favorite character in The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao.

Oh, me too! And I went to Rutgers! I know I’ve mentioned it before, but I saw Diaz read there in 1998 when I was a first-year. He was the first writer I ever saw/heard read, and Drown was the first contemporary literary work I ever read.