The (ten) Myth(s) of Kaldi

  Many an independent coffee house features a Kaldi's Blend. If you asked ten different baristas what was in the Kaldi's Blend you would most likely get ten different responses. It may be a blend of any two varietals. There may be a third in for fun. Is it any wonder? I roasted a few... Continue Reading →

The value of Tripio

  The value of writing Tripio    My coffee is weak this morning. I have already had my double espresso and as the clock passes 6 a.m. I am clear headed and ready for a long day. Later this afternoon I will be headed to my “Building your own Blog” class at the Indiana Writers Center.... Continue Reading →

Coffee and writing

 Some writing with your coffee? It is not yet seven a.m. on Sunday morning. And I have been up for close to ninety minutes. This is my schedule. I have come to the conclusion that sleeping in is overrated. This is my day off and one hears a lot about how others relish the chance... Continue Reading →

I owe the planet for my coffee

I owe the planet for my coffee   I owe the planet for all the coffee I've consumed over the years. So, when I was invited to the Hooser Climate Party on Indianapolis's Massachusetts Avenue, I had to attend. The invitation was extended as a indirect result of the recent book signing event for my... Continue Reading →

What I found in a brown paper bag

  My decision to self-publish was found in a brown paper bag "Could there be some silent audience eagerly awaiting his new novel? Some hidden force unrecognized by the publishing and critical world of New York City, which, like an orbiting space station, looks upon the rest of America without ever interacting with it? -excerpt... Continue Reading →

Ten keys to writing success

 Ten keys writing success Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story Write a good story

It was great

  It was great I had a great time yesterday. I went on a antiques road trip in southwestern Indiana with two of my young adult kids. We stopped at antique shops, some open, some closed, some big, some small. We drove a loop that took us to about six hours, stopped to eat, and... Continue Reading →

The grind for your mind

The grind for my mind My double espresso is pouring slowly and with intent into my favorite doppio cup. It is not yet five in the morning. In a few minutes I will go outside to sit and write or journal to the birds chirping up in the branches, still unseen, as it will be... Continue Reading →

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