An Update

danby, new yorkFor the past three months I have been writing in notebooks. I finished one this morning and I need to buy a new one, a black composition notebook with pages thick enough to use Precise pens on both sides. I find stickers to put on the covers of these notebooks  and wrap the stickers around their spines to distinguish one from another. My first notebook has a sticker that says, Trumansburg, New York and my next one, the one I shelved today has a sticker that says SHUT, which I like because when people see it they will think it’s a message for them to keep the notebook shut.

I live in a green Greek Revival-style house in Danby, New York, in the Finger Lakes Region which is part of a #DowntownDanbyRevival. Today is gray with intermittent rain from the beginning of Hurricane Sandy. At this time of year, many of the trees leaves have fallen, although seven miles down Danby Road, in Ithaca, it is warmer and there are still reds and oranges and yellows. I live at fifteen hundred feet with eighty acres out back and a rolling green lawn and brown hills beyond. It is a quiet life and I am happy because I work hard.

I have been very busy working on Zypshop, a mobile shopping strategy. There is more information about it on the Zypshop Facebook page (please like). I wrote the provisional patent and the business plan and soon you will be able to use it, soon. I have also been writing a story about Ithaca and I have read many good books during these months, such as Faust, Fathers and Sons, Ivanhoe, Money, Titus Andronicus, and The Garden of Eden. I am reading Finnegans Wake and Hunger now.

I have shaved and had a hair cut and all that travel is long ago now, etched into memory. It sits there golden and radiant and waiting for the day when I write about it again. And every day now is another part of another narrative.

By Daniel Ryan Adler

Daniel Adler writes fiction and nonfiction and is finishing his MFA at University of South Carolina.


    1. I am working on a new novel! It is about a young aesthete who comes into an inheritance and secludes himself from the world, leaving his small Brooklyn apartment only to find love. I can send you some of the chapters next week, if you want to offer a critique.

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