I have a confession to make.
I think I’m bi-urban. Or maybe it’s just urban-curious.
And it isn’t Seattle. I *love* Seattle. I love my life here, my life style, everything.
But it isn’t enough.
It isn’t you. It’s me. I need more. And just one city doesn’t do it for me.
It’s official. I’ve told my boss and everything. I’m going to move to New Orleans for a while.
When? August-September next year. For how long? 6-9 months. Why? In part, because I can. But ever since my last visit there, in 2005, I’ve wanted to live there. Not forever, but for a while. I have a book that must be set there. And I must live there to write the book.
See? It isn’t you, my darling Seattle. It’s that Southern temptress.