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Hi, I'm Jami Attenberg. I write books, and much, much more. My fourth book, The Middlesteins, came out in 2012. You can order it here or here. My fifth book, Saint Mazie, will be published in June 2015.

Also I like dogs and fighting crime.

This is the fifth place to find me on the internet. Please don't tell me I need a sixth.

Posts I Like
Posts tagged "New orleans"

I don’t know, I just love this street so much.

All the oysters. (@Pascal’s Manale)

Hey this is my front porch!

I live in a hippie house here, and it is very peaceful and quiet and I love it.

I am reading a lot. I want to read thirty books in three months. That’s my goal.

The dog is happier here. I can’t figure out if he’s happier because I’m happier, or if it’s because we are surrounded by a lot of green goodness for him to sniff everywhere we go, and also it’s sixty degrees outside instead of twenty. I will never know. Probably both!

I’m sleeping like a rock. My skin looks good. I’m writing well. Everyone is friendly here. I am friendly here. Together, we are friendly.

I am vibrating with optimism. I hope you are too.

Missing walking on the bayou at sunset tonight.

TONIGHT EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING.

We split a half and half fried shrimp and oyster po boy from Mahony’s today. Also the best coleslaw I’ve had in New Orleans -  something to do with the mustard seeds, I think.

I regret nothing.

I was watching the local news the other day and the two top stories were about things collapsing. The first was a parade float, and the other was a house. “Who is responsible for float safety?” said the newscaster. It’s a serious question he’s asking.

Today there is a wicked storm, and no matter where I go, the lightning looks like it is landing just a block away. A tornado warning blares every five minutes on the radio. There are just some days here where I feel like the city might explode at any minute. All the electricity in the air. Everything is so old and rickety and combustible. One errant match is all it would take.

It only took me two and a half months to find my favorite cafe in New Orleans.

Rue de la Course.

A lot of NYPD here. It was nice to see them. They were a big hit with the crowd.

The crawfish boils spill on the streets here.