|See? It doesn't rain all the time.|
|Don't even ask me how many times I listened to Macklemore's Can't Hold Us yesterday.|
That's right. It wasn't, "Oh Margaret, look over there. It's the Space Needle."
We were all, "Hey, right there is where so-and-so got killed," or "Up that block is where Ryan's parents' live."
(psst...Ryan's parents live only in my mind, and in the pages of a book...)
When you think of Seattle, what comes to mind? Rain? Coffee? Flannel shirts and hiking books? My Seattle has all that, along with really smart people who like to read books and watch movies. There's an ocean, a Sound, islands, two mountain ranges, and a whole bunch of lakes that regularly blow my mind with their beauty. There's a culture of politely independent thinking that some call the Seattle Freeze, but I tend to think of as doing my thing without getting in anyone else's way.
There's a mosque a couple blocks from my house, and there's a country band that rehearses in my basement. (The Fentons...They're awesome.) There's a surprising history of police corruption I learned about in my research for my novel Aqua Follies, and there's a stronger history and tradition of good jazz music that I hope to explore in an upcoming project. Our basketball team was stolen - I still can't watch an NBA game without getting pissed off - and our football team's gonna play for the Super Bowl again this year.
And yeah, you can get some pretty good coffee in this town.
Writing forces me to learn a city in ways I otherwise wouldn't, and on one level, the stories I set in Seattle are more like love letters. This is a cool place, and I want to share bits of it people otherwise wouldn't see.
If you've got a favorite city, or have set a book in your home town, tell us about it in the comments. Or if, you know, you just like coffee...
|Cool photo of a not-so-attractive building.|