At this point on the journey of Tripio, a lot has been happening. A lot of good things have taken place So much so that last night I voiced a desire to possibly move the publication date of Tripio up a month or so. I chose April 11th because in Tripio, the child that Kati […]
Tag: writing fiction
Something to think about
Yesterday I took an hour drive to have breakfast with my oldest son. We were joined by his significant other, my daughter and my sister. After the mid-morning food, I undertook three more hours in the car to get back home which included a stop for coffee at a Starbucks. For some, that time driving […]
How Starbucks gave me butterflies
In the process of attempting to publish Tripio, I have tried to research any other books in which Starbucks features prominently. I am curious to see if there is another book out there similar to Tripio. I know most of the business success books written about Starbucks the company. In what seems a million year […]
Blog class blunder
Yesterday afternoon I went to take my “Building your Blog” class at the Indiana Writers Center. It was the largest of the three classes I have so far taken at IWC. At the start of class our instructor had us do a quick “who are you and why are you here?” introduction as a way […]
The heart and soul of Tripio
Yesterday when my son came home from work he announced he was moving back out of the house. It was only a matter of time. He had lived away at Purdue for four years and has quite a good job and a nice new car. Still, I was in no hurry to see him go, […]
I have a cunning plan?
I have recently started watching a series called Walking Through History with Tony Robinson: channel4.com/programmes/walking-through-history /episode-guide/https://www. For me, it is the perfect show to relax to after toiling in anonymity on Tripio before going into work, toiling in anonymity while there, and then coming home and parenting in anonymity. For those who don’t remember The […]
Fear is now my bitch
“Have a little faith baby, have a little faith.” Oddball-Kelly’s Heroes I made it home Friday around five p.m. after a cold, physically tiring work week. As soon as possible, I took a soothing hot shower, in which I envisioned the work week literally being washed down the drain. Dried off, I opened my email. […]