Now blogging from Butler Library

I look for quiet places to write on trips to New York–and rarely find them. Today, I hit paydirt. My brother R, who’s getting a grad degree at Columbia University, got me into Butler Library as a family member–and this place is what I’ve been looking for.
Butler has a cafe with Diet Coke and wireless, truly private study carrels with computer hookups, and gleaming marble halls that absorb sound and don’t reflect it. A great place to write.
Thank you, R.