Mrs Morrison's Hotel

The 100% personal official blog for Patricia Kennealy Morrison, author, Celtic priestess, retired rock critic, wife of Jim

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Location: New York, New York, United States

I was, wait, sorry, that's "David Copperfield". Anyway, I was born in Brooklyn, grew up on Long Island, went to school in upstate NY and came straight back to Manhattan to live. Never lived anywhere else. Never wanted to. Got a job as a rock journalist, in the course of which I met and married a rock star (yeah, yeah, conflict of interest, who cares). Became a priestess in a Celtic Pagan tradition, and (based on sheer longevity) one of the most senior Witches around. Began writing my Keltiad series. Wrote a memoir of my time with my beloved consort (Strange Days: My Life With and Without Jim Morrison). See Favorite Books below for a big announcement...The Rennie Stride Mysteries. "There is no trick or cunning, no art or recipe, by which you can have in your writing that which you do not possess in yourself." ---Walt Whitman (Also @ and

Friday, June 20, 2008

Happy Solstice!

One of the many great things about New York is that the street grid does not run true east and west, even though the street names say so. Instead, they run more northwest and southeast.

Which means that on the day of the summer solstice, the sun sets directly into the Hudson River at the western terminus of every street in Manhattan. Tonight, I was outside to watch: a blaze of gold from higher than the buildings, like a great flame, right down to street level, the sun so bright you couldn't look directly at it. Summer is here...and from this sunset on, every day, the sun will work its way back from its northernmost setting. So, although the summer begins, the winter comes with it.

And that makes me happy.


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