Be sure to watch this blog for the opening of
the Autumnal Equinox Coffeehouse ...
A place where 21st century beat poets can sling their words and anyone with a guitar can offer up a tune or two (as long as it's in good taste ... and not too controversial).
Until then, I have just a few words to say about "work." As a typical Cape Cod working class stiff, I have four jobs in order to pay the bills: 1) I work part time as a reference librarian, 2) part time as a US mail carrier, 3) part time as a freelance writer, and 4) part time as a local author (latest book is Cape Cod Harvest - check out your local bookstore or gift shop, or our website.
My jobs are rather safe compared with, say, a coal miner or a fisherman or space shuttle astronaut. Unless I am struck in the head by a book at the library, or am run down by an oblivious driver talking on his cell phone while I'm placing mail into a mailbox, or suffer a really, really deep paper cut while writing an article, I'm pretty much assured of living through my workday.
But consider the workday for a miner located miles beneath the earth. Or for a local fisherman on a raging sea. Or for an astronaut 100+ miles in orbit knowing the heat shield has been ruptured and reentry might be deadly. Kind of puts that paper cut into perspective, huh? I have nothing but deep respect for these people who have taken, as Frost once wrote, the path less traveled and are performing jobs the rest of us can scarcely imagine.
But enough of that for now. Be on the lookout for the Autumnal Equinox Coffeehouse, opening soon on a blog near you.