You Can’t Go Home Again

It can seem like famous writers sprang up from the earth as famous writers. Wasn’t Hemingway always getting drunk and shooting elephants? Didn’t Tolkein always create his own languages and hang out in Oxfordian pubs? Apparently they were children just like the rest of us. The Atlantic takes a look at the childhood homes of twenty famous authors. A few favorites:

Holy cow, is this how everything looks in Prague? Kafka’s childhood home is gorgeous.

Hans Christian Andersen’s home looks cozy and appropriately Danish.

Digging the front porch of Tennessee Williams’ home.

Make sure to check out the full list as well. These images actually made me look for images of my childhood home on Google street view; the pangs of nostalgia!