Perceptions

things aren't always as they seem

A Room of One’s Own

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My writing group meets at a coffee shop. Nice place, in the south part of town.

But noisy. Just as one of us is reading something, we get drowned out. The floors are concrete and the chairs are noisy when they get moved in and out. The espresso machine is quite active. And then there is the music.

One day I decided that if I wanted a quieter place, I should find one. Didn’t find one. I called all the bookstores in south Austin. Do you have a room, I asked, for book clubs and such? No, they don’t. None of the libraries in south Austin are open on Sunday. I called bookstores north of the river, of all things, just to see. I found one with a room that we could use, as long as we met on Tuesday mornings. Nope, no can do.

A room of our own, that’s what we need.

Post #10.

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Author: Tresha Barger

Writer (blogs, humor, short stories, poetry) and artist (miniature art quilts, watercolor paintings, soft sculpture dolls)

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