Putting The Cock Back In Cocktail (Part 1)


  • Bartending, which, for better or worse, consumes a great deal of my time, is a subject that evidently interests people to no end — judging, at least, from the sheer number of questions I get on the matter — and often I’m asked: Ray, why bartending?

    The answer is, my love of literature, which I felt bartending would best facilitate. I wasn’t wrong.

    Years ago, when I dropped out of college and decided to be a writer, I very consciously chose bartending as my occupation. There have been other jobs, of course, many, many other jobs, but bartending is the one I’ve always come back to — in part because the money is good, in part also because bartending does, I think, lend itself to the literary lifestyle.

    Still, many people out there who only know me through my books don’t, it seems, believe that I actually am a bartender. This question, in fact, refuses to die, I’m not quite sure why.

    The video is some real-life footage of me at the jazz lounge where I work (music actual, amateur video-editing my own — thank you for watching)




    January 10th, 2012 | journalpulp | 17 Comments | Tags: , , , , ,

About The Author

I was born and raised in the San Juan Mountains of southwestern Colorado. I’ve worked as a short-order cook, construction laborer, crab fisherman, janitor, bartender, pedi-cab driver, and more. I’ve written and ghostwritten several published books and articles, but no matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done to earn my living, there’s always been literature and learning as the constant in my life.

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