Where the Barflies Began

She does a bit of writing, mostly fun stuff, travel stories, trashy comedy scribbles to entertain her friends, nothing serious. And she frequents a bar, mostly chilled stuff, a cocktail, light meal, nothing serious. She wants to write more, and she loves to get out for date nights with herself. 

She decides to make a monthly date with her laptop and a local bar. She’ll write stories about the people she encounters there. Short ones, but with a little bit of soul. Hopefully.

Her characters have always taken their own way – she breathes life into them and they walk off and do their own thing from there. She learnt long ago not to plan their destinies for them.

The rules:
- a real bar
- a real conversation overheard
- the song playing is the story title (so eventually this blog will have its own soundtrack)

Here goes.