Yes, a house just for writing. A retreat, to hide from other humans (the cats are welcome), where I can spend the whole weekend writing. Ok, maybe I will other humans over for a barbeque a couple of times throughout Summer.
This is a big, historical house, perfect for inspiring ghost stories, I’m afraid. In reality, a small house in the middle of nowhere would be a better fit. Nonetheless, I fell in love with this house while working on another house in that same street.
This famous New York writer, who has a close relationship with the construction company I work for, bought two houses, where one was condemned and had to be demolished. All project managers were busy and I was assigned as assistant project manager (which pretty much meant: do the work and keep the senior PM in the loop, in this particular case). That was the first time I heard about Alexandria Township. The street where this house is at, no different from most other streets there, could inspire a high fantasy or magic novel with just one visit.
The project only lasted a couple of months, and in the few excuses I had to visit place, strolling through the streets was an experience of pure inspiration and daydreaming. Early mornings were peaceful, with a few residents going out for morning walk in the hollows close by. This part, especifically, is right by Sweet Hollow Road -just in case you ever want to visit it.
I plan to be back this Summer (COVID or not) to take a peek at the Mountainview Campground, explore the Hermit Hollow, visit the Ironbound Hard Cider, explore the woods at Schick Reserve and maybe get my feet wet on the river by the Thomas F Brenden Preserve at Milford Bluffs.