Today I meant to head to a lesser known destination – in some part of seldom frequented St. Paul. Then I meant to go to the West Side. But instead my car spirited across the High Bridge and over to Nina’s Coffee Cafe. Must have been the task of reading Friday Night Lights for Books and Bars. Literature is a palpable presence in Nina’s. If you’re not at your computer writing a book, you might be meeting your writing group there, or writing a paper about a book, or reading one, on line or with real pages. Or playing Scrabble, and thinking of words for the unfinished poem, the un-posted blog post.
In the meantime, still working on that spreadsheet.