A fun repost for International Coffee Day 2023 I know that I was poking fun at brevity in a recent post, but here I go. I've been reading way too much on the history of coffee, so this was just a way of letting of some mind steam. The History of coffee on the back... Continue Reading →
I review ten great coffee loving authors
If these ten authors were my customers at my coffee house I can imagine having coffee without writing. I cannot imagine writing without coffee in me or at least nearby. In the evenings, I often sit with a mug nearby with no intention of drinking it. It helps me write just to have it nearby.... 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 →
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
Read to your kids
Read to your kids The photo above is of me, Jay, from the epilogue of Tripio. Besides a dashing, handsome, and still young man, what do you see? I see so much that it is difficult to even write this post. I have no idea where or how to even start. Maybe that is... Continue Reading →
Why I write coffee novels
A coffee memoir For me, there was a lot to like about Annabel Townsend's book, Ten Years of Misadventures is Coffee. I found so much of it familiar. Her memoir covers the years of her life that pretty much match the years of my life in my historical fiction novel, Tripio. The... Continue Reading →
Searching for the perfect cup of coffee.
The search is on It is seven a.m. in Columbus Ohio. I am strolling with intent through a gentrifying neighborhood towards my first cup of coffee of the day. My oldest son is still asleep a few blocks away. I am in town to visit him. A few days ago, I texted... Continue Reading →
How well do know yourself?
"It is odd to realize how little we know ourselves." -Oscar Wilde "What is sometimes simply needed is just a gap of pure time, an insulating period, between the making of your art and the time your share it with others." - Art & Fear -Observations on the Perils and Rewards of Art Making ... Continue Reading →
Coffee and writing
It is nearly 7 a.m. on this Sunday morning. 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 to “sleep in” on their off... Continue Reading →
What to do with Tripio?
There it sits a few feet away. In book form. A book. My book. What to do with it? The box actually arrived three days ago. I knew what was in the box and opened it with a kitchen knife. My first thought was that Tripio is bigger and thicker than I thought, than I... Continue Reading →