New York, New York

Just got back from several days in New York City. Great little mini-vacation. Hit Times Square and midtown for the first couple of days. Went to a couple of my favorite restaurants — The Olympic Diner, Mi Nidito — and then had a wonderful date night with my wife at The Four Seasons. That was an amazing dinner.

But a highlight of this trip for me was a little side-jaunt to Tribeca, down Warren Street. The Mysterious Bookshop was everything I wanted it to be. Anyone who knows me understands that I’m a fool for a good bookstore, and I’d read about the propietor, Otto Penzler, and the work he’s done helping quality writers get exposure. Sadly, I didn’t get to meet him — don’t even know if he was there that day. But I had a good time anyway. Bought Donald Westlake’s first published novel. Originally titled The Mercenaries, it’s been re-issued under the title Westlake wanted originally: The Cutie.

Of course I read it in about a day. Good, good stuff. You could tell even in his first novel that Westlake had the goods. Now I need to get back to my own novel. Hopefully I’ve got some goods of my own.


One thought on “New York, New York

  1. Dear Mr. Matthews,
    Thank you very much for your nice words about my bookshop. Next time you’re in N.Y. and the store, ask for me, and we can say hello. My office is in the lower level (sometimes referred to as the basement, or the dungeon) and I am invisible in the store, but not unreachable.
    All best wishes, Otto

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