I love Chicago.But I don't live here anymore.
But my office is here.
And I still work there.
Confused?
About a year ago, after thirteen years in Chicago, my wife and I decided to move to Maryland to be closer to family. My bosses were cool enough to let me work from home. So I come in once a month or so and show my face.
Anyway, I'm here this week, working on a few projects. (I write TV, web and radio for a bunch of big corporate clients. Yawn... )
So when I got here, the first place I sought out (other than the office) was my old haunt, Millenium Park. It's one of my favorite places in Chicago. The picture I took this morning is of a sculpture called Cloudgate (often referred to as the bean.) I used to come here just about every morning during Chicago's short summer and try to squeeze in an hour or so of writing.
It's such a wonderful place to write, especially in the early morning, when it's quiet, and the park is yet to be invaded by the masses. The reflective surface is a brilliant metaphorical brain from which I draw energy. At least that's the fantasy in my head. (Click the pic to enlarge it a few times. I was glad I was able to get a pic without anyone standing next to it. That's rare.)
It's nice to be back for a few days.
What is one of your favorite places to write?
