Day 1: The Kitchen Table

The annual March Slice of Life Challenge is hosted at Two Writing Teachers.

The annual March Slice of Life Challenge is hosted at Two Writing Teachers.

For the past year I’ve been spending most Saturday mornings at a little coffee shop on Damen Ave. with my writing partner Kristin.  Over the months our newest book has been taking shape fueled by massive amounts of coffee (what else?), the smell of bacon smoke in the air, occasional 80’s power ballads, and the general feeling that we’re trying to make a difference in the world.

Most of these mornings were spent on a big green leather couch stationed at the back of the room.  An ideal place for writing, people watching, and generally overseeing the goings on of the coffee shop.  One recent morning I walked in to find that the couch had been moved.

My first thought was “what the heck? why did they move the couch?”

My second thought was “what is in its place?!?”  There in the back of the room hogging the space that our beloved couch had once lived in was a retro reddish orange kitchen table.  I glared at it in disgust and distrust.

Our beloved green home had been moved to the front of the coffee shop, right in the middle of the chaos and was now joined by another couch.  It was an overall unwelcome change.  Now chaos abounded around us, other people invaded our space, and our writing mojo was thrown by the constant din of the door banging shut.

“The music is too loud.”

“The light is all wrong.”

“There’s a draft here.”

“It’s too far from the outlet.”

The next week I felt anxious walking in the door.  I trudged slowly to the back of the coffee shop and set my bag down tentatively on the table.  I unpacked slowly, hesitantly as if the table might blow up at any minute.  As I set up my computer I ran my fingers over the tacky laminate surface noting the old coffee stains, the scratches along the edge.  This table had history.  This table had a story to tell.  It was then that I thought perhaps it was fate, that this table was put here for a purpose.  A storytelling table for two storytellers.

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11 thoughts on “Day 1: The Kitchen Table

  1. A blessing in disguise? 🙂 The way you wrote this I could see every detail. Happy Writing!

  2. Somewhere in yur new book, this slice and a picture of that table must have a coveted spot.

  3. I like how the first week you thought the couch was the thing. Maybe it was the space. Maybe the coffee house realized you were there every week and put that story table there just for you. 🙂 Maybe fate was lending a hand. Glad you found the positive. Happy story writing!

  4. I love this! I am so fixed my where I want to sit in y writing coffee shop.I always choose one of the little tables on the side wall, in clear view of the door. Then one day those were all taken up, so I chose the large communal table, hoping no one else would sit there. Eventually someone did and it was fine. I don’t know why change is so hard, but it just it. And usually I find it’s worthwhile. Glad you accommodated to the kitchen table, and life can go on!

  5. You know, this table will be much easier to use than a couch. Of course the couch was probably more comfortable than the chairs, but there has to be a trade off somewhere. Happy writing to you and Kristen!

  6. Love your post. I can almost hear those 80’s power ballads rocking out. 🙂

  7. First of all … another book!?!? Yeah for you and Kristin! Funny how what may seem like something little can change the whole flow and vibe you had going, but change can be good too. Happy writing at that new table. May your words hold vibrant power — and I see a dedication in the making as well.

  8. It’s too far from the outlet! Love that because that’s what I would’ve been upset about too.

    Happy writing in your new spot!

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