Coffee Novelist

I don’t write about coffee, I write about what coffee does. How it collects us, unites us and affects us.

                                    “I’m sittin’ in first class and they can all kiss my ass, ‘cuase I’m goin’ back baby, back outta world.”           Terry Allen & The Panhandle Mystery Band – Back Out Of The World – 1987 album – Amerasia       In Tripio, Jay is writing Back outta the World, which is his first novel. It is a …

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                                    “I’m sittin’ in first class and they can all kiss my ass, ‘cuase I’m goin’ back baby, back outta world.”           Terry Allen & The Panhandle Mystery Band – Back Out Of The World – 1987 album – Amerasia       In Tripio, Jay is writing his first novel. It is a road book. One of Jay’s literary …

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      Sure, I have novel on Amazon. Who doesn’t? I have been working on the already completed sequeal, prequeal to Tripio entitled Back outta the Wordl. The Pandemic has created serious obstactile to my to my “Glorious 5-Year plan’ to publish novel a year for the next four years. If it weren’t that, another challenge would …

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   If you are one of the handful of lucky folks who happen to be following this blog, you were most likely able to find a farewell to Tripio https://www.amazon.com/Tripio-novel-Starbucks-Millionaire-Novelist-ebook/dp/B07NQ1413V written into the last post. You may be relieved to hear that. Like most things in life, it was good and bad. I was easily able …

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  On Thanksgiving Day I was visiting my family of origin. However, I wasn’t there this year to talk turkey. I was more interested in showing off the first mock up for the cover of Tripio. https://www.amazon.com/Tripio-novel-Starbucks-Millionaire-Novelist-ebook/dp/B07NQ1413V . On the screen of my laptop was the image I was so proud of. This was a …

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    Yesterday my daughter spent some time on the internet trying to find an English version of a French Starbucks documentary she had seen on a flight home for the holidays. It was called “Starbucks Unfiltered” and she could find the French version, but nothing with English subtitles. A little bit later, as we watched some …

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      Yesterday my daughter spent some time on the internet trying to find an English version of a French Starbucks documentary she had seen on a flight home for the holidays. It was called “Starbucks Unfiltered” and she could find the French version, but nothing with English subtitles. A little bit later, as we watched …

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   “Just saw Taxi Blues at the glorious Music Box Theatre. There were women speaking Russian in the lobby.” That is an excerpt from my Sketchbook of the Mind that I began on October 4, 1990. It is the first journal, or SotM, of the years I lived in Chicago. Those journals and many entries just …

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