2018~~This post was written three years ago. Going through older posts I am re-inspired by this dream. And fun to read again.
If I had a plot of land and the financial resources to do with it whatever I please I would welcome everyone with open hearts and a full cup of coffee into J~lynne, my coffee house. A warm, inviting cafe bustling with anyone who needs to not be rushed by the worries of this world. A place where fresh roasted coffee would be on the menu along with morning fresh banana muffins or cinnamon chip scones, tried and true recipes I’ve already been collecting for this venture. My favorite guests would enjoy long, unhurried conversations with family or friends or a private table where you can bring your computer, hook it up to free wi-fi to write about your own dreams or start that book you’ve always said you were going to write.
I don’t envision this bistro built in the hustle and bustle of a big city. I would build it in a small town where I would get to know your name as you walked through the door of Jlynne on a regular basis. I would make it my goal to find the best coffee from a source that helped the farmer make a good living and he was free to do business as well. It would be a welcoming place for teens, college students who needed to write a research paper…they still do those right? I would love to see women from every walk of life walk through my doors to have a few quiet moments with a jolt of caffeine before they head back to the world of family and jobs. The male population would include farmers talking over the latest prices of corn and soybeans, or how to get the farm work done in the dead of winter. I can see my daughters decorating it with the latest vintage and my mom and mother-in-law behind the counter pouring you your coffee. I have a sister who loves numbers so she would make sure I didn’t go in the hole and another sister who would be my head baker.
Awww..what a dream. A girl can dream right? Who knows, someday I maybe looking for property to open J~lynne!
2015~~~I can’t believe it has been a year since my book was published. Is it really that time of year again? With Thanksgiving 2015 in the history books and Christmas Day 24 days away, the Gates Family is already celebrating the best time of year. The nativity and Christmas tree went up on Thanksgiving Day and dare I say we began Christmas music a little earlier this year? Maybe before Thanksgiving?!!!
The following was written a year ago. Just a reminder how I feel about promoting something I’ve done, and that Confessions of a Farmer’s Daughter is still available for purchase. It would make a great gift for stocking stuffer.
Happy December 1!!!!!
I thought writing a book was hard work and it is. I then thought editing and formatting was the hardest thing in publishing. And it is!! There’s a very good reason people are professional editors. But even harder than all that is the marketing and promotion of a book I’ve worked on for six years. A message I believe in 100%. But promoting my book feels like I’m saying to the world
Hey, look at me, now buy my book.
And that is not me at all. Even writing these sentences brings a bit of discomfort because I’m trying to tell you I’m a humble person and not ‘pompous and self-centered’, as I write about promotion.
I am relieved to find promotion is shed in a positive light as I looked up the definition before beginning this post.
According to Dictionary.com promote means
to help or encourage to exist or flourish, to promote world peace; education, to put ahead to the next higher stage or grade of course; to encourage the sales, acceptance, etc. of a product especially through advertising or other publicity.
I think you are a fabulous writer and really pull the reader in with the way you explain everything and just create a picture with your words.