Adam Gnade

The house is an old converted farmhouse on three big acres in the country. The view from my room is the side of the barn-gone-garage-party-room (which you can see in this picture) and then fields. The fields go as far as you can see. From the west-facing windows you can see the valley and the lake and the neighboring rancher’s cows further off in the distance. To the north it’s snowy pasture land, which will be heavy and green in the spring. My room is what people used to call a solarium—low, wooden, all windows. The previous tenant, the murderer, who I’ll tell you about later, painted my room blue, white, and yellow and it has a light, mellow, silent feeling. A good place to be serious and write, which is what I intend to do; finishing the book and these cassettes; getting my heart straight; making my dreams come true. This is where I live now. The Big Quiet.

-Adam