
A while back, my sister sent me this fantastic mug which, along with a bag of coffee beans, was meant to fuel my scribbling as I finished my romantic suspense novel, ‘Overexposed.’ The coffee beans are long gone of course, but I use the mug often and it never fails to energize me while I’m turning outlines into manuscripts. I love how easily a simple message like “π π§ππΏπ» ππΌπ³π³π²π² ππ»ππΌ ππΌπΌπΈπ” became a working mantra π