... the best coffee I've had in the past few weeks wasn't in a cafe.
Non-fiction
Beach, Break and Brew: The Painfully Inevitable and Joe at Joe’s
I’ve gotten sliced across the forehead by a paddle, slashed in the shoulder by a fin, and of course broke ribs wiping out. Sometimes the injuries are flesh wounds – fin cuts. Other times the injuries are serious. It took eight-weeks for my ribs to heal. Eight-weeks to be able to hug my daughters and sneeze without seeing stars.
Beach, Break and Brew: Coconutty Rooster and Fantastically Connected Events
I normally don’t pen spur-of-the-moment posts. Usually, I jot down ideas. Draft storylines. Edit. Edit more. Then I publish. This one is as impromptu as it gets. I’m writing and posting in real-time. Why? Well, I just got very excited about a certain beer.