Tall-Tales

How Tall Tales Almost Ended Up in Starbucks

In the fall of 2001, I was deep into creating a trivia/storytelling game called Tall Tales. I started meeting my brother Steve at a Starbucks near where we lived in Nashville, after his AA meetings let out. It was one of the “good periods” with my brother, when he was focused on recovery and we could have a reasonably normal relationship. We had ups and downs over the years, and this stretch would prove to be the most meaningful one we shared. Often a few of his sober friends came along for our nightly coffee sessions, and it being summer and nighttime, we’d typically sit outside. The tables were small, maybe twenty-four inches across, and we’d push two together to get four or five chairs around. The conversation ranged wildly and there was a variety of interesting characters from night to night, and periodically I’d pull a half-finished prototype of my game out of the car to playtest.