Okay, gang, I rarely do this, but our little town has lost two of its three coffee shops recently, including the place with the chicken salad sandwich and the pickle.
The lone survivor, Davenport & Winkleperry, is my primary writing spot, and by “primary” I mean “They’re awesome and also I have to drive 45 minutes to get to any others.”
I have written one full book (Hamster Princess, not yet sold) and most of Bread Wizard there. I have started multiple projects there and added words to others. The retelling of Little Red Riding Hood got written there. It’s really kinda vital to my creative process, since to get anything writ these days, I have to be somewhere that is Not My Studio and preferably that has coffee. (I used to be sort of cynical about this, since it seems so “The MUSE requires SPACE!” but you know, it gets the books finished, and I am not gonna screw with a system that works.) And that, these days, is Davenport. If they go, I’m reduced to Taco Bell. NO ONE WANTS THAT.
In addition to my purely selfish reasons, it is a great little space, they have a steampunky art gallery and arguably one of the most interesting liquor selections in towns, they have cabaret shows and live music, they do craft nights and game nights and all kinda neat stuff. Alas, they have hit a bit of a perfect storm with slow January + things coming due (liquor licenses ain’t cheap!) and some equipment issues and need a bit of a bump to get ’em over the hump.
So if any of you have a spare ten bucks lying around (or more than ten bucks!) and want to support an awesome little local business that’s a credit to the community–and furthermore contributes in a very real and material fashion to getting more Ursula Vernon books and stories written–I implore you to consider dropping ’em a donation. Save a great business! Save me from Taco Bell coffee! Etc!