So what’s the tasting Room delivering for this wine scribe, today? Need new characters, even though sometimes I think I’ve seen everything. Need to make a list of visitors’ origins, to start. This rain should provide some valuable camera snaps. Can hear it now, taunting me through an exhausted ceiling. Now, 9:26a. Wine Lounge beats paired with early rain. Perfect for Literary ignition, creative wine visionary cognition.
Part of me wants to stay home. The other knows it’s better if I’m in the tasting Room. For the work. For the work, that being the BOOK. The rain, escalating in passion. Why does rain couple so optimally with WINE thoughts, the succeeding writing?