Part of me thinks he's doing something right.
New Orleans is the city everyone talks in a husky whiskey voice, where women pat there remember the humidity and glasses in the room start to sweat. It is the city people love to dream about, and share with everyone.
It is a good city to write in, but even better to soak in and simply absorb in.
My scribbles for the days are stained from powder sugar of beignets and dribbles from Pimm's cups. It is happy writing.
Where are you writing from today?