Life Without Coffee
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I’m F.L. Bicknell and you can call me Faith. Everyone does. I write erotic paranormal romances for the most part. I write under several pen names, but you may also know my alter ego Molly Diamond who writes erotic and erotic sci-fi romance.
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As I sat here trying to think of a blog topic, I picked up my coffee cup, praying I could taste the coffee. I’ve been suffering some sort of crud this month and the past week was the worst. I was so miserable and my taste buds were and still are—to a point—out of commission. I’m an avid coffee drinker. Most of the coffee I consume is before noon but sometimes I’ll indulge in a couple of cups after eight o’clock at night and that’s usually with the hubby.
One thing about being a writer is that many of us are coffee or tea drinkers. Having that cup nearby as we write is as important as breathing. However, not being able to taste what I’m drinking sucks big time!
I love the taste of coffee whether it’s Columbian, Maxwell House’s Dark Roast or even a flavored coffee like hazelnut or Irish Cream, but lately I haven’t been able to taste a darn thing. And you know what? It really does affect my writing! I reach for my cup, put it to my lips, sip and realize once again that I can’t taste the brew.
Even flavored creamers are tasteless. I’m out of sync and miss my coffee!
For a while it was just me and daytime TheraFlu, lol. But now, I seem to be feeling better and I’m getting back on track. This morning, thank God, I’m able to taste coffee. It’s not as good as it could be, but as this early autumn crud bug goes away, it’s definitely getting better.