Blueberry muffin and coffee for company. Silence around the small coffee shop. It was every writer’s bliss. Even the guy at the next table seemed engrossed in a book. A quiet bookworm — she approved. It was a productive afternoon until she noticed that he was reading one of her books!
Interesting you say silence in the coffee shop was ‘every writer’s bliss’. I go to a specific coffee shop four or five times a week to write for an hour because it is noisy! We’re all different, aren’t we?
Most writers I know can’t write with noise around them. A little quiet conversation is another thing, of course.
A dream come true… I’d love that to happen to me!
Me too!
Loved this
Thank you!