The Spoon Cafe was an international internet-based writer’s group with 400 members worldwide focused on storytelling from 1996 to 2000.
Drop by the Spoon for a cup of coffee and a story when you get a chance. We’re here to share stories about our lives, about our travels, about the people we come across. We’re telling tall tales and reading our journals, even telling some fiction. We’re giving away bits of ourselves and seeing through other’s eyes.
We’re just a small place, a truck stop off the information highway. Its cold out there and warm and safe in here. Rest your feet. Rest your eyes from your weary road daze. Wrap your hands around a steaming cuppa and listen for a while and maybe talk a little.
When I founded The Spoon, I envisioned the internet equivalent of a roadside cafe where strangers meet and talk and get to know each other. I’ve traveled throughout the west and roadside restaurants and bars are a part of my growing up, the places where I’ve met the nicest, most interesting people.
The metaphor of the cafe was a natural one. It is the place where we come together to do our own things, read or write, or tell stories, or visit, a place that was warm and social.
I wanted it to attract a bunch of different people. Old fogies and young fogies. Wild storytellers and tame domestic ones. People with adventures to tell and people with everyday lives to share. I wanted lies and truth and stuff that fell in between. I wanted dabblers in eros and experimenters in life. We wanted people who were weird and people who were normal, people who couldn’t be pigeon-holed, a collection of non-joiners and misfits.
We wanted Spoon to be a safe place for stories, wild or tame, popular or controversial. We hoped it would stir the blood, warm the heart, and provide emotional sustenance.
After four years, nearly 3000 editions of the Spoon Digest, 36 thousand stories, 14 million words, and 88 million characters, we brought the project to a successful conclusion.