This week included, amongst other very cool things, a visit to Eugene O’Neill’s Tao House.  O’Neill lived here during WWII and it’s where he holed up, away from the noise of the stage and New York City, and wrote some of his best plays.

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Here’s his desk, in the very room where he wrote The Iceman Cometh, Mourning Becomes Electra, and Long Day’s Journey Into Night.

It was windy and cool, but what a view from the front of the house.  Could you get any writing done here?

And then these final words, which I spotted on my way out.

Happy reading and writing everybody.

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