I know of no better smell and taste. Not at this time of the morning anyway. A gorgeous pint of unsweetened black rocket fuel, please.
Had a fall last week and hurt my arthritic shoulders badly. They’re still agony. Can’t sleep because can’t take my weight on either shoulder for more than 15 minutes at a time before the pain is sickening.
So writing is off the menu for the time being. Still living with my characters in my head, mind. Space Train 2 is talking to me again after my brief interlude with that palate cleanser story, which I’m ready to put aside now until ST2 is done. Chapter 2 is ready to rock. As soon as the pain is manageable, I’ll be back into it.
HUGS on the pain, but yay for enjoying coffee…even if you’re missing the key, white, ingredient ;).
Who knows…maybe all this time hanging with your characters in your head will produce great words once you’ve improved.
Thanks, and I hope you’re right about the great words.
But, ugh, no milk thank you. 😉
You and my husband. Coffee is a vehicle for milk…it’s why I have such strong bones :).
I only have one coffee per day, so prefer it to be unsullied. 😉