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Drink Coffee, Write a Book
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About Wes
Published Works
Drink Coffee, Write a Book
Stories
About Wes
Published Works
Stories
About Wes
Published Works

Drink Coffee, Write a Book

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New story up at DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook.com Link in Bio. Do you ever revisit a place to evoke memories of someone you miss? There is magic a place can hold for us when that person is no longer there. Is it a comfort, a superstition, a desire to not
New story up at DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook.com. Link in Bio. Loosely edited and highly caffeinated.
New story up at DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook.com. Is going home a reset to a chance at a better life, or is it just another kind of running away? Go get the baked goods at Curiosity Coffee. They are stupid good and the people are nicer than you and I. Well
Take the cast of The Mummy and put them in the universe of The Stand and you have a new story up at DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook.com. Link in Bio. Please remember these stories are loosely edited and highly caffeinated, so comment with any typos and our cra
When you want the phone ring…but it’s not what you expect … New story up at DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook.com. Link in Bio. Loosely edited and highly caffeinated, so send me the typos and mistakes and I’ll fix them when I stop vi
New story up. Ben and Bug make it to college and decide it’s not for them quite yet. DrinkCoffeeWriteaBook. Com. Link in Bio. Thanks to everyone who is reading and thanks for the feedback. Please assume any typos are due to bad editing and sen
Ben and Bug make one last stop before getting on the road and meeting their first trail angel. New story up at drinkcoffeewriteabook.com. Link in Bio.
Ben and Bug embark on their grand adventures with a little unwitting help from old-man Martin. New story up at drinkcoffeewriteabook.com. Link in bio.
New story up. Among the Lovies. Don’t wait as the adventure won’t. Link in Bio. When she showed it to him that night, he said, “You say it, I plan it. It’s on the list, babe.” That had always been true and she had
Occasionally, he still cooked elaborate meals for himself in the small kitchen in the pans she had left behind, the space much larger without the threat of wrapping and lifting her onto the countertop where her hands would grasp his hair and hold his