Write My Name Across the Sky

by Barbara O'Neal

LA is a wild blend, too, but everybody is so spread out you’re working with a patchwork quilt more than a stew.

This room is my favorite. The paintings whisper among themselves just beyond the circle of yellow light, and from my chair, I can see out to the rooftops across the street and the skyline winking beyond.

I’m particular about the form of lavender—artificial forms are tinny and horrific, but true lavender is one of the most beautiful scents in the world, relaxing and soft.