A few months ago, the handle of my favorite coffee mug broke--for the third time. I love this mug. It keeps me company for almost all of my writing projects--certainly the ones I really care about. This was the third break for the handle in nine years, and feeling a little depressed (and concerned with more important projects at the time), I put off repairing it until I had the time to do it right. That was January.
Friday afternoon, with a little time, a little sandpaper, and some krazy glue, I repaired the handle. I let it dry for twenty-four hours just to be safe. Sunday saw the first pour of coffee in that mug in over six months. I've been writing like a fiend ever since.
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