Dammit. I let another cup of coffee go cold. When it’s meant to be the life blood of authors, how come I’m constantly reaching for lukewarm if not downright cold coffee?!
My only excuse is I got a whole bunch of inspirational bunnies on holiday last week, and I’m scribbling (or tapping?!) away happily on those. After all, if I don’t get the ideas down on paper, they may escape, right? And in the meantime, I forget to eat on time, and the coffee goes cold.
What can possibly distract YOU, when the Muse has you by the short ‘n curlies??