Coffee Shop Meeting
Just sitting there typing away as they walked in, ordered their iced chocolate or something, and came to sit in the small section next to where I was.I looked over to see a yellow legal pad on the table in front of the lady. I read a bit of it, and saw ‘God’ in one of the sentences. That got me interested, and I said ‘hello.’
The place was the It’s A Grind Coffee House on West Parmer Lane, and on a Monday, this past one, after the Fourth.
We got into a conversation. I asked if they were both writers, to which Bernice said yes, and said David was too.
As I learned in conversation with them, they have published a number of books, mostly on Amazon, and they were in Austin to visit their son who lives in Austin.
David went on to share with me how he does most of the writing and Bernice often edits, though she does some of the writing too. A good partnership, that is.
“That’s good,” I said. “That’s perfect,” David corrected. Yes, that’s perfect. I think I didn’t clearly grasp how perfect that is to have a husband who is a writer and an editor for a wife.
David seemed the more willing to chat with me after I shared with them the book I was working on. I showed them the cover image.
David suggested I look into createspace.com if I ever wanted to sell physical copies of the book. This intrigued me since my book was only in ebook format, but I have also thought about seeing the physical version of it, just to hold it in my hand.
He shared another online resource for book marketing with me. I even ended up learning about their son who lives in my neighborhood. All in all, this was a good conversation, and taught me a few useful things.
This is why I believe there are no strangers here, only friends we haven’t met yet.
So sitting next to me was a world of goodness, that was simply waiting for me to say hello and open it up. Soon it was time for me to leave. Before that, I shared with them two more tools they could use as writers: Scrivener and Thunderclap.
David already knew about Scrivener and took a note to check out thunderclap.
Looking back, these things do not happen by accident. When you are out to do good, forces step in to help you along the way. Things conspire to light the way, in ways little and big. Some call this serendipity, or coincidence, but I call it God’s favor.
Our doubts are traitors, and oft make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt--- William Shakespeare.
