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 →
My Coffee Home I am out here now. It is dark, before dawn but everything is the photo above is there, expect me of course. I am enjoying my coffee and writing a bit out the front porch of my coffee home. Look at that. I have it made. I appreciate every second that... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 of packet of Equal In Ethiopia it was... Continue Reading →
Have an espresso today. Today is National Espresso Day. I have a doppio everyday. If you don't know what a doppio is, then its fair to say you won't know what an espresso is. If you read the link above then you will get a good idea of what the drink is. The... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
“Who would read a novel Starbucks novel?” I asked the facilitator of my “Author Development” class. Her answer would be important to me. After all, I had just written one. She looked my way and made eye contact for a moment. She then looked out above my head towards the wall behind me... Continue Reading →
I bailed out on my writer's group prompt last Friday. It was a long workday on a Friday and that was before the two-hour skull session, which concluded with a 30-minute prompt. I will be revisiting the writer's group a good deal in future blogs. For now, I wanted to send a gratitude to A... Continue Reading →
