tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post1531033474360816069..comments2023-11-03T08:03:15.599-05:00Comments on Killer Fiction: Scenes from StarbucksKathy Bacushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07549844839816876766noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-39626837264711771032010-03-01T13:52:44.291-06:002010-03-01T13:52:44.291-06:00Hey Gemma, I write in my own huge loft with city l...Hey Gemma, I write in my own huge loft with city lights and mountain views. Am I bragging? Nope, I'm talking about my dream home that soon will be someone's else house. I'm going to miss it. Death to the bad economy. I wanted to live here forever.Maria G. Swanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07384095440573328378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-72084708477453239002010-02-22T11:20:28.301-06:002010-02-22T11:20:28.301-06:00Starbucks is a fine place for people watching and ...Starbucks is a fine place for people watching and writing. Thanks for the laugh about your locals.Bruce J Bobitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07606477748014866458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-1452453428149682252010-02-19T16:16:17.345-06:002010-02-19T16:16:17.345-06:00I write in my bedroom, so the only character there...I write in my bedroom, so the only character there is me. And the ones in my head. I think Starbucks is probably better fodder. :)Tori Lennoxhttp://www.torilennox.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-32707628451531299562010-02-19T13:37:01.428-06:002010-02-19T13:37:01.428-06:00Those metallic flats look familiar.
I'd reall...Those metallic flats look familiar.<br /><br />I'd really like to hear that lady's story! Please keep us posted if you find out more.Susan Thompsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09531475435874099337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-14623524380036470622010-02-19T13:09:45.837-06:002010-02-19T13:09:45.837-06:00Our local cafe'/bokstore is the "safe&quo...Our local cafe'/bokstore is the "safe" meeting place for hooking up. I love listening to couples doing the getting-to-know you dance.<br /><br />Like the two business owners trying to out-boast each other.<br /><br />The shy couple too scared of venturing past discussing which books they read in high school.<br /><br />Then there's the nerdy, middle-aged, single guys. *sigh* I'll be in the middle of scene, fingers flying over the keyboard, when they interrupt me. Their opening gambit is always the same--"Have you had problems accessing the wi-fi here?"Suzan Hardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04600258874634909988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-72551998268571627382010-02-19T11:31:49.596-06:002010-02-19T11:31:49.596-06:00I am determined to start doing my writing at a Sta...I am determined to start doing my writing at a Starbucks or the like and now I'm looking forward to the characters I could find. I love that these people have no idea they're stars of a blog. LOL!<br /><br />And what serendipity about the YA site. Good thing you're one of those extroverted writers who would jump right in and talk to strangers. :)Terri Osburnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17176989488447450585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542417548623715196.post-18540787689487454002010-02-19T09:53:57.050-06:002010-02-19T09:53:57.050-06:00Love it! Are dogs even allowed in Starbucks?!
I ...Love it! Are dogs even allowed in Starbucks?! <br /><br />I used to work at a chain bookstore with a coffee shop and we definitely had some characters there. <br /><br />First were the homeless and nonhomelss folks who came in to nap. <br /><br />Then there were the local spiritual leaders: a cult leader who spoke in tongues and didn't believe in deoderant who would wander the aisles flipping books backwards to let his minions know which ones to buy for him. There was also a sherpa looking guy (very much not a sherpa, only looked like one) who held court with a woman in a wide brimmed hat every day. He yelled at the cafe team and threw milk at them one day but never got kicked out. I won't even say what his companion did but it involved defiling the restroom. She didn't get kicked out either. <br /><br />And since we have a different sort of school out here, we got teachers from there who would seem to be more calm and peaceful and loving based on their occupations, but they weren't.<br /><br />There were other cafe regulars, but since I worked the book floor, I really didn't see them unless they made a memorable stink on the sales floor itself.Becky LeJeunehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01030931605009567165noreply@blogger.com