My Continuing Weird Relationship with Coffee Shops

Let it be known that I hate writing in coffee shops. However, twice this year I have found myself sitting down at a coffee with my laptop and working on something (new year? new me? I DON'T THINK SO. *takes a punch at "new"*). You may wonder how I found myself at a coffee shop … Continue reading My Continuing Weird Relationship with Coffee Shops

In which I rant about coffee shops

A writer. A writer goes to their local Starbucks or artsy coffee shop. They get the usual, blonde roast or maybe a latte. They sit down at their usual spot and begin to work on the next bestseller, inspired by the atmosphere, scent of coffee, dim lighting, uncomfortable seating, music they don't like, and people … Continue reading In which I rant about coffee shops