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The Epiphany Cafe: The Museum
It was coffee break time at the Epiphany Cafe and I was exceedingly pleased with myself for what we had here. I wanted to preserve it forever, so that future generations could see how we lived and learn from our successes. I envisioned a coffee shop museum, a little like those historical houses you see […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Theresa
May 8, 2013
She was so thin that she scarcely disturbed the ground when she walked. She was not especially pretty, but had a habit of looking you full in the face, so that it affected your heart. She didn’t make it beat strong, but pulled it out of your chest a little, so that you felt more […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Love and the Prisoner’s Dilemma
April 28, 2013
My scheme to separate Cowboy Tom from the Lisping Barista backfired. Because this was their last shift together, they redoubled their flirting and Tom gave her his number. I decided this was the perfect time to send him to the back room to count the beans. I opened my laptop at a table between them, […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Entropy
April 17, 2013
As soon as I gave Cowboy Tom a job at the Epiphany Cafe, I regretted it. Oh, he was fine with the espresso machine, could whip up a frap in seconds, and had a steady hand making all those flower designs on the mochas. The cash in his till always balanced out, the tip jar […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Without Memory or Desire
April 6, 2013
I’ve always wanted to be a ghost. So much so, that I don’t want to wait until I’m dead. I want to pass through doors and look down upon sleepers as they doze. I’ll kibitz with a married couple over coffee and toast, glide footless down darkened hallways and hover sullen above soundless stairs. I’ll […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Cowboy Tom and the Ghosts of Onion Hill, Part II
March 30, 2013
Cowboy Tom was beginning to attract a crowd. The earnest web surfers of the Epiphany Cafe slammed shut their laptops and inclined their ears to his old fashioned story. He spit into his cup. I waved the Lisping Barista over with a new latte for him, just to keep his tongue loose, and one of […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Cowboy Tom and the Ghosts of Onion Hill
March 28, 2013
Not everything is as it seems. Not everyone wearing a cowboy hat in a Colorado Springs coffee shop is a cowboy. Not every moody, taciturn man, brooding in his latte, has a story to tell. But, sometimes things are exactly as they seem. Funny how it always surprises me when that happens. I was determined […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: When God Made Coffee
March 18, 2013
Today was a big day at the Epiphany Cafe. The deal went through and I was the proud, but titular owner of a vital, thriving small business, having exchanged an anorexic 501(k) for a gluttonous business loan. I worked behind the counter, bumping asses with the Lisping Barista. Then, by making a dramatic error with […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Undercover Boss
March 10, 2013
Being a businessman is something new to me: hiring and firing, having to make payroll, playing the big shot when I walk in the door, the supplicant when I go to the bank. I really didn’t know what I was doing, running a company, so I performed some research. I watched some back episodes of […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Lay Offs
March 2, 2013
The rest of the story with the Lisping Barista at the concert will just have to wait, I have important things to do and people depend on me, now. I have other stories to tell. Suffice it to say that we got back to Colorado Springs in one piece. The LB dropped me off at […]
At the Epiphany Café: The Narrative Nazi
August 2, 2012
I pushed myself back from the table and looked around at the other inhabitants of the Epiphany Café. No one had seen what I had written: my character, Larry, a thinly disguised version of me, about to smother his father with a pillow. His father is, of course, my father, still in his nursing home, […]
At the Epiphany Cafe: Closing
May 25, 2012
The scent of Windex was beginning to overcome coffee as the barista at the Epiphany Café closed up for the night. I brushed the remains of my third chocolate chip cookie into my eighth mocha, which was only half done, and stirred it to dissolve the chips. I moved slowly, making no noise, hoping she’d […]
At The Epiphany Cafe: Sunshine
May 3, 2012
Inspiration was beginning to wane at the Epiphany Café and I was afraid I would have to pack up my laptop and see my family, but then I saw that I was nominated for the Sunshine Award. You might think it odd that such a dark blog as The Narrative Imperative be nominated for such […]
At The Epiphany Cafe: More Phone Calls
April 21, 2012
I was really on a roll with this writing business when my cell phone rang. I don’t get many calls, so whenever I hear it, I think it’s someone else’s phone till everyone around me starts looking annoyed. It was Natalie. I had sworn I would never ignore her again. She wanted to know if […]
Cookies
April 9, 2012
It incredibly took hours to write the few paragraphs that consisted of the first chapter of my book. Writing fiction is hard work even though, to look at you, you’re not doing much of anything, and, when you finish, you don’t have much to show. Nothing existed before writing, and nothing much exists afterwards. I’m […]
The Epiphany Cafe
April 1, 2012
I got an idea in Mr White’s room while he was still telling his story. Actually, I got the idea from the room, itself. To give credit where credit is due, I got it from the ceiling. It’s not every day that ceilings give away ideas. They are usually unassuming structures that have no real […]
May 18, 2013
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