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D. H. Starr is a clean-cut guy with a wickedly naughty mind. He grew up in Boston and loves the city for its history and beauty. Also, having lived in NYC, he enjoys the fast pace and the availability of anything and everything. He first became interested in reading from his mother who always had a stack of books piled next to her bed. Family is important to D. H. and his stories center around the intricate and complex dynamics of relationships and working through problems while maintaining respect and love. His favorite books tend to fall in the genres of science fiction, fantasy, paranormal, and coming of age. To learn more about D. H. Starr and his books, please visit his website at www.dhstarr.com if you are 18+. To view his young adult work and resources, visit www.dhstarrYAbooks.com.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Am I finally living the life of a writer?

So I've been unemployed like so many others in America, but I have a job that is beginning on Monday. I came to New York city today, expecting the apartment that my friend help me secure would be livable. My friend, this wonderful woman with impeccable taste, is someone who I trusted emphatically. I assumed the place would be nice.

My assumption would have been wrong!!!

What a DUMP! The whole place was like a hallway. It's an attic apartment, slanting roofs, I could fit a couch in the living room and doubt my sleigh bed would fit in the bedroom cause of the slanted ceiling.

So, I'm picturing myself in this hole and it depresses the shit out of me. But then I think of stories of how famous writers and artists have survived living in the most meager of situations, allowing life to take them where it will.

I'm sorry, but if I were going to do that, I would rather do it in Italy on a freakin' hillside by a grape vineyard, not in an attic shoebox in the Bronx.

So I think I'm going to embrace my inner writer/artist and suck it up until I can find something that will make me happier.

For now, a roof over my head and a place to keep my crab is sounds pretty good.


  1. Hi Doug,

    Welcome to NY. I live in NY also. Sorry about your place. Hope things get better for you.

  2. Hey Doug,

    You are far better off than some in America, at least you have a roof over your head. Chin up, things are looking up now, it is a sign of a better tomorrow. Hugs.

  3. Aw, I'm sorry, Doug. Hang in there. You will get something better. Hugs