Coffee and Other Tragedies

[keiramarcos]

I'm at Atlanta Bread Company this morning because that's where the writer's group I agreed to speak at wanted to meet. I'm not actually a member of the group -- I'm not a member of any writer organizations at present. I use to belong to the Romance Writer's of America but I became quite irritated with the politics of the organization. I also used to belong to a few online groups but they were so ineffectual and boring that I thought I might die of the stagnation.

This group of writers emailed me a few weeks back and asked me to come to one of their meetings and talk about my process, etc etc etc. So I agreed and suggested the coffee house downtown because that's my comfort zone but they normally meet at Atlanta Bread so I gave in as gracefully as anyone has a right to expect from me and agreed to meet here. I like the food okay and I can get a decent latte if the right girl is behind the counter to make it. (I'm certainly not afraid to ask for her specifically either)

The meeting ran for about an hour and just finished up a few minutes ago. I consider packing up all of my stuff and taking everything back to the coffee house I prefer BUT I'm pretty comfortable so I texted Snotty Chicklit Writer and SciFi Writer to tell them were I was. SciFi Writer immediately replied back with his disbelief at my location and to question if I needed "back up". LOL. Chicklit Writer is on her way and she's bringing Erotica Writer with her. This place might not survive the three of us.

It's a beautiful day here which sort of interferes with my bitchiosity. It's hard to be evil when the sky is this blue and the clouds are sparse but fluffy.

There are a few people from the writer's group lingering near by and I can tell I'm probably going to have to be nice and play hostess to one or more of them for the rest of the day. Most rushed out (I think for various jobs) but the two that appear to be settling in for the long haul mentioned they don't work "Real Jobs" -- they just "write".

SIGH

Comments

[ladyholder.livejournal.com]

You poor, poor person.

Well, if they survive you today, more power to them!

~L

[qzee.livejournal.com]

I'm hoping the Bread Company at least has the wonderful smell of baking bread. If not, IT LIES! Something called the Bread Company should always smell of baking bread and have fresh baked bread there for you to eat.

[off-the-post18.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the Denis Leary video...totally made my morning while I sit here drinking my coffee-flavored coffee. :)

Don't corrupt the writers too much. Actually, you know what...corrupt away! If they are half as good as you, they will be lucky.

[leaveoutalltherest]

Well, maybe this will brighten things up a bit? I offer up Michael Trevino as a possible future casting.

He looks good in chains, is all I'm sayin'.

[tamstercmt.livejournal.com]

Everybody should receive the Keira experience at least once in their lives. Fresh fodder for you and your friends? LOL

[dragongirl16.livejournal.com]

Oh, Dennis Leary. So, so awesome.

When there is a thunderstorm

[justalurkr.livejournal.com]

My cat jumps in my lap. Not because loud noises or weird air pressure make him jumpy, because he is a Brave Cat and True with a Stout Heart. He just knows that loud noises and weird air pressure make me nervous (he'll explain this very carefully himself if you're ever drunk enough in Atlanta to ask) so he dutifully jumps into my lap.

And crawls under my arm.

And tucks himself against the big soft wall of the recliner.

When you say you writer friends want to know if you need back up, I picture them little fur coats and you with a very safe lap. No, I don't know why, beyond the fact you strike me as the woman least in need of back up in the face of pretentious bread and flavored copy in, like, any universe. ;)

They're totally there to help you mock, aren't they?

[djaddict.livejournal.com]

I think I broke something I was laughing so hard at this!!

Great clip - I needed it today!

[ravenmoonart.livejournal.com]

I can really relate to your specific barista preference. There is an otherwise wonderful coffee house near my home that unfortunately serves really crappy coffee, unless you are lucky enough to get their ONE good barista. My best friend and I have gotten to where we check the parking lot for her truck before we bother to stop there. It wasn't too hard to figure out which vehicle was hers...we just matched up the bumper stickers with her tattoos. Not that we're coffee-stalkers, or anything (cough), really!

[rsharpe.livejournal.com]

WTF? How is writing not a "real job"? It is if you write for a living. If you dabble in fanfiction in your spare time, but actually work and are paid for doing something else, then no. I refer you to Oscar Wilde who, when asked how he was and replied that he was exhausted because "this morning I took out a comma, this afternoon I put it back".

Now, I consider you a real writer, whether or not you are paid for it because of the quality and quantity of work you do. So there, SKBs. (Skinny White Bitches)

[keiramarcos]

LMAO.

No, no, no!

[hermit532.livejournal.com]

You can not be somewhere with subpar coffee and people you have to BE NICE to! Especially if it interferes with the awesome process that feeds my fan fic addition!!

Hopefully, your support arrived and saved you from too much SWEETNESS... Argghh, I could barely stand to write the word.

Save yourself!

[originaltempus.livejournal.com]

They say "write what you know". So now, you know how to write a scene where Bitchocity meets Mrs. Cleaver in a barista-deficeint coffee/bread...er.. place. heh.


Now, my burning question is: what emperical experience can you offer up for all your hot male slash sex scenes; particularily those in TTB?

"Me, myself and I want to know". quotes quill quivering in hovering anticipation.

slow, malevolent grin

[keiramarcos]

Mmmm.

I had a threesome in college with 2 bi-curious soccer players who loved to fuck each other and me at every opportunity.

Best Three Weeks Ever.

[originaltempus.livejournal.com]

Wow.. okay. Yeah. It's got my vote too.

Best three weeks ever.
LOL

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[justalurkr.livejournal.com]

I'll be in my bunk...

[eternusdiscipul.livejournal.com]

I hate you a little more now, that has been one of my teenage fantasies, although one was a cute hunky basketball player and the other a soccer player with a great ass.

Somehow you make me wish I lived near you so I could track you down every now and then and witness the bitching-show up close. Perhaps you should come to the Netherlands and shock our slimy politicians with their slick words with a good bitching session. Kinda killing two birds with one stone there, you'll amuse me and a lot of my friends and you get to purge our country of assholes.

[keiramarcos]

I'm all for asshole purging but considering the state of my own country I should probably start here. LOL.