Today is brought to you by ‘oh, why do I think I can start writing 30 minutes after waking up?’ and ‘it is way too early to be in a busy coffee shop’. 30 minutes into my time at the coffee shop, I had two poems written but I was also exhausted with being around others, and my nose was dripping thanks to someone who decided to smoke outside of the entry door. I have no problem with smokers but I am somewhat allergic to the smoke, and would prefer if the smoker had smoked away from the entry door. I was so excited about getting out of the house to do some writing yet it became soiled with regret over the decision.
I do know better though. This particular coffee shop and I have a torrid history. Rarely are my visits here pleasant for one reason or another. A new coffee shop did open closer to my home but it is so tiny that it is impossible to sit there and write. The new coffee shop is also open during the oddest hours – it didn’t open until 2pm today. So I came to the torrid one because space, tables, and outlets are plentiful. I try my best to ignore the fact that the nearby church treats it as an extension of their church – the owners appear to be members – rather than a place of business where others will also be patrons. They are very excluding and often obnoxious.
In an ideal world, I would open my own coffee shop and bookstore. I would call it The Writers’ Nook Coffee, Bakery & Books where tables and outlets would be plentiful, the chairs comfortable, and the bakery items delicious. I would offer discounts to those participating in NaNoWriMo, Camp NaNoWriMo, and NaPoWriMo to encourage them to write-in there. So many dreams, so little money.
Aside from the hour long outing to the coffee shop, I had a few errands to run which really ate into further writing time. There were also a million things I needed to get done at home although I decided to ignore those in favor of writing and watching a movie. Despite the timing of things, I wrote two more poems at home which brought today’s poem count to seven. This count is about normal for me during NaNoWriMo in November so I hope I can have more days like this during Camp NaNoWriMo.
Today was the final day for the Kindle book giveaway in honor of National Poetry Month. If you picked up a free book, please leave a review on Amazon and/or on GoodReads. I would love to know what you think of Smoke & Spirit, Flare & Fetter, and/or Little Lines I Shared with Death.