Searching For That Special Café (Part 2)

Searching for That Special Café continuation

Everybody has a story to tell. It doesn’t matter where we come from, our religious beliefs or social status; we are all unwritten books in our own right. There is nothing boring or dull about life, nothing mundane or truly humdrum. Each year we live that passes, each month, week, day and hour is full to capacity with amazing situations and new and fantastic possibilities. For some it might seem difficult to see, especially when the bills are piling up and there is hardly enough food in the house to feed the family. Or when war rages in your country, or famine and disease is rife.

People have been writing stories for thousands of years. It hasn’t always been in words of course. According to the latest paleo-archeological information, the oldest art was created by humans during the prehistoric Stone Age, between 300,000 and 700,000 years ago. Okay, so it wasn’t quite writing, but it was proof that mankind, even back then had the ability to archive their lives for future generations.

Humanity has come a long way since then, from prehistoric, Stone Age interpretations of a life far gone by, to hieroglyphics  and later still, the runic system used in Anglo-Saxon England and parts of Europe.

I sometimes wonder where William Shakespeare might have rested when writing such plays as Hamlet, Othello, King Lear, Macbeth or the Tempest.

Or Edgar Allan Poe when writing, The Murders in the Rue Morgue, The Island of the Fay, The Masque of the Red Death or my favorite, The Raven, or Stephen King when writing, The Shining, Cujo, Bag of Bones, Carrie or, The Green Mile.

Of course, I wouldn’t dare to assume I am in league with such magnificent writers, although I cannot help but wonder where they were sitting when writing such masterpieces. I wonder because some people ask me where I write and how I can write where I do. You see, I cannot sit at home in peace and quiet. I need noise, hustle and bustle. I need to see people passing by, need be see life going on as life should.

Well, that’s it for today

Until the continuation next time




6 Responses

  1. trudy

    Some of my own writings I have been underway sailing the ocean blue; on boat watch listening to the stillness of the evening. Or just watching the sunset over the river’s edge.

    1. Gavin and Rosie

      We gather inspiration from all sorts of places, Trudy. The beauty of life inspires me so much:)

  2. “Everyone has a story to tell” – I love that. So true. I’d love to hear more about how/where you find inspiration to write – maybe that is coming when you find this “special cafe”?

    1. Gavin and Rosie

      Maybe it is, Ashley…maybe it is! Or, I might describe that in another post. Have a great day:)

  3. Eva Andersson

    You know what – if you have a day after schools are out and before you leave to cross the big blue, take a train to Falkenberg and I will show you a very special café! Peace or bustle – your choice… 🙂

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