December 5, 2010 at 9:10 am

From the belly of my beloved stovetop espresso maker
a cone of steam that never makes it to the glass carafe
shoots outward at my wall
or toaster
or into the atmosphere of my galley kitchen
from a tiny metal peephole
begging me to part my bangs
and move my stray blonde strands of hair
behind my ears
and
lean in.
This morning I will enjoy the
blessings of organically grown
coffee beans
caffeine
the drug I still bow to
and have myself
a stovetop facial
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I started this blog to create a "salon" type atmosphere where aspiring and seasoned authors, book lovers and lovers of the creative process can convene. My contribution is a mix of what's going on at my day job at HCI Books and beyond. And, beyond, in my imagination casts a pretty wide net.Creative posts are welcome but must fit in to the prevailing theme. (Say "book" a couple of times in your post, at least!)
I'm PR Director at HCI for 14 years, consulting on the side, blogging, and studying operatic singing. I'm mother to Tito, Kiwi, Rashi and Mochi, three tweety birds and one puddy cat, respectively. I live high up over the beautiful intracoastal waterway and Atlantic ocean and I love snapping scenic photos on my iphone. I love the beach, and would be happy just pitching a tent there (with air conditioning).
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