Hail Ceaser

Tonight was a bit of a difficult night for me because my good friend Caesar left for Florida for possibly two months. Let me tell you how I met Caesar. I live in New York City and I do a lot of writing on my laptop in the Starbucks on Sixteenth Street and Eighth Avenue in Chelsea. In fact, you can find me there almost every night. Naturally, going there every night you meet people who do the same. A lot of writers inhabit this Starbucks. So I know everyone there. It’s sort of like Cheers, if you’re familiar with the old TV show. So one night a few months ago Caesar sat down at my table and we hit it off. Caesar is a young guy, only twenty three years old, and well I’m a little older than twenty three, but we developed a wonderful friendship. And Caesar knows everything about wines. Everything. Every night he sat by my table and taught me about wines. And this is the tie in, because it gave me an idea for a story, which I just finished, entitled Bottle In Bordeaux. It’s about a vineyard owner and wine taster ,among other things, who loses his sense of smell, but in this characters case his sense of smell is of utmost importance because it’s so keen. In fact, the character has his nose insured for five million dollars by Lloyds of London .I actually got the idea for the character from a news story. There is such a person. I’ll link the story. But there are so many ways you can get ideas for stories, and looking through news articles is one way and ,of course, having a great friend like Caesar.

The nose