A monthly letter from Gotham’s president, Alexander Steele (writing advice and other musings)
I settled into my balcony seat at my favorite movie theater, the Paris. The last of the theaters that shows only one movie, two previews, and is run impeccably well. With a curved screen awaiting behind the purple velvet curtain. Continue reading “The Allure of Austen”
Two weeks ago, I found myself at a WeWork location in downtown Manhattan. It’s one of these co-working spaces, where people rent offices and gain access to communal areas, kitchens, conference rooms, and a mailing address. It’s just the thing for many start-ups or small businesses. You don’t have to deal with the hassles of leases and furniture, and you get to join an interesting, enterprising community. Continue reading “We’re In Business”
A rainy night, many years ago, I struck up a conversation with a stranger at a bar. He wore checkered pants and an oversize jacket, reminding me of Rodolfo, the poet in the opera La Bohème. Turns out, he was a poet by profession (though it’s never been easy to make a living as a poet, and well-nigh impossible now). Continue reading “A Touch of the Poet”