
Those of you who know me know that I'm a little nuts about coffee. I'm crazy for lattes in particular. Last week I had the pleasure of sipping my favorite beverage at Caffe Artigiano downtown Vancouver. At Artigiano's the baristas are artists. A coffee isn't simply poured it is exactingly and exquistly created. And no matter how badly I want to drink my latte, it always takes me a few minutes to get up the nerve. If I sip it gently, the creation may keep most of its shape until near the end. Eventually though, it all ends up in my stomach. Yum.

Writing is like that. Someone takes the time, months or even years, to put together a novel and readers devour it. I like to think some readers take the time to savor my words but, hey, if they wolf it down that's okay too.





