San Luis Obispo has such a great vibe, probably because it's a college town. I can indulge in the fantasy that someone might mistake me for a postgraduate student instead of an aging soccer mom. *Sigh*
I love all the little coffee houses and the used book store on Monterrey, but when I need an internet connection, I head for the Starbucks tucked into the plaza between Higuera and Marsh. With it's floor to ceiling windows and conveniently place plugs, it's also a great place to recharge the laptop and people watch.
The kids were amused by the woman with the huge, white fluffy poodle; the man walking a fat Chihuahua wrapped in a red sweater like a slobbering Christmas present. We loved the man in the oversized fuzzy pink baseball cap sipping coffee near our window while his wife shopped; the tween tottering around on heels she'll be paying for later with a broken hip or back surgery.
Then I looked up an noticed the cafe at the Barnes & Noble across the plaza. There were people sitting at the window...watching us!
All the more reason to bury my head back into the computer and write some more. I'm happy with the stories I'm working on, just not finding as much time to focus on them as I thought I would. FOCUS being the operative word here!
Current NaNo word count: 3430. Nineteen days to go.
6 comments:
Hi Sherrie!
I LOVE SLO! What a great town. Have you been to the farmer's market on Thursday evenings in the summer? Fantastically delicious local yummy food.
I'm jealous of you and your local.
;)
I agree, Suzanne. I LOVE SLO too.
It's funny because when I was on your blog reading about your day cruising the beaches, I missed living down in TO because we loved going to Malibu. Such a great beach!
OMG. We're envying each other's locations - hilarious! : )
People watchers watching the people watchers? Priceless.
Hang in there with the NaNo. As I said on another blog - not giving up is as valuable a lesson as completing the 50K words.
I have been to SLO once - in 1976. All I remember is Dad ordered fish at this restaurant on the ocean and it came with the head still attached. He couldn't eat it since it was staring at him.
You made me smile :). And don't worry--you're not an aging soccer mom as long as you're writing for kids. It's like, a rule.
Sarah, I don't blame your dad. I don't like when my food stares at me either!
Cheryl, I like your rules. That's definitely one to live by :)
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