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 →
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 →
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 →
VanGogh & Tripio are shaking the content tree
“Just dash something down if you see a blank canvas staring at you with a certain imbecility” I wrote that Painters block? I take this blog seriously. I know I have come to use humor more frequently as the blog goes on. However I believe that is an indication of growing confidence in the blog... Continue Reading →
A Tripio back in time with Kevin Knox -Gift suggestions for any coffee lover
In a post a couple months ago, I said I didn't really care too much what your choice of coffee beverage was. Sorry, if I have too much gravitas for cheap click bait, its just who I am. As a middle path, I offer a few ideas for gifts this season for the coffee lover... Continue Reading →
Who would read a Starbucks novel?
“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 in order... Continue Reading →
The Cosmodemonic Coffee Company
“Are you mad at Starbucks?” I was caught off guard for a second. That was the first question my editor asked me after reading an excerpt from Tripio. I simply replied that Tripio is my novel and that my story could not have taken place without Starbucks as a major part of it. He then... Continue Reading →
What I want from Tripio-doesn’t matter
A look back on the one year anniversary of this post It is school day morning and my teenage son just asked if he could stay home today because he couldn’t get to sleep last night. He was asleep at dinner time and I tried to wake him up. I had made a good... Continue Reading →
What to do with Tripio?
There it sits a few feet away. In book form. My book. The novel I wrote. 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. Tripio was bigger and thicker than I thought and expected. It didn’t “feel”... Continue Reading →
The Subconscious Mind
I was home and still in work clothes and trying to get dinner going when my neighbor dropped in to ask if she could borrow a hammer for a quick project she was doing at her place right next door. What the Hell does this have to do with Tripio https://www.amazon.com/Tripio-novel-Starbucks-Millionaire-Novelist-ebook/dp/B07NQ1413V? Well, my neighbor was... Continue Reading →