The Coffee Shop Writer

My closest coffee shop is a Starbucks. And, I admit, I am a coffee shop writer when I can swing it. This particular Starbucks has one long bar counter butted up to a window. There’s a road outside the window, but it doesn’t get a crazy amount of traffic because it’s the drive-through exit. Between the road and the window are tall decorative grasses that are green in the summer and pale out to a flaxen yellow in the summer [...]