I’m the Starbucks Typewriter Guy, and thousands of eager internet hounds are out for my blood. So that’s exactly what I would like to give. These words; my stories, my blood. A writer needs nothing more and nothing less. They are my tools against dissenting, faceless mobs who seek to stereotype, criticize, and condemn. They are beacons to guide me through the dark, to help me see when I lack clarity. But most importantly they are my joy, and without them I wouldn’t have a song to sing.