Lately, I’m loving caffeine–or rather, my writing is. Give me a 16-ounce cup of coffee and I’m off to the races like a mocha-colored thoroughbred. Feed me a few dark chocolate Kisses and I’m so prolific John Updike is rising from the grave and applauding. Give me a two-shot latte and I’m so creative my ideas are having ideas.

I’m so good that I’m surprised writing competitions haven’t banned coffee as a performance-enhancing substance.

 They probably haven’t caught on yet. Shhhhh!