Coffee Novelist

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

        I am an hour into my book release event at Indy Reads Books. My first public attempt to get the word out for my historical fiction novel, Tripio. The first attempt to get the word out about this very personal, private book. So personal that there are parts of the book that reveal things that …

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     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, …

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   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 …

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  Every morning before I go to work, I practice Yoga for about five minutes. I have been doing this for years now. Along with three cups of coffee, this short practice gets me energized for the long day ahead.       Recently the practice has undergone a momentous evolution and change of intent. Since the day five …

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 Tripio opens with a prologue, which was the suggestion of my editor. He felt the book needed something to grab the reader right away. My immediate reactionary, immature and arrogant thought was that Tripio is great and that its greatness demands patience! Those thoughts did not travel from my mind to my mouth and I …

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      “I think I wrote Tripio in part to close the loop of “what if”?”  Those are my words from an email to Kevin Knox. I was thanking him for reading Tripio and providing the great blurb I used on the back cover.  The “what if?” refers to the proposition embedded in Tripio that Jay could …

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                   “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. …

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 I spent yesterday doing lots of laundry, food preparation and watching sports on TV. In and around these day to day activities I looked through some old journals (Sketchbooks of the Mind) for topics for posts. Luckily for you I found quite an interesting reference to “my Starbucks story”.      The excerpt I found was written …

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