The-Avocatore

Why is coffee so inextricably linked to literature? (Writers' block is an absolute pisser. I picked up my sheaf of paper and gathered it so that it was a solid neat rectangle, each leaf lying corner to corner. Then I flung it down, exasperated. Shit. Absolute shit. The words had sputtered, coughed and then trailed off. The homework was not going to get done.) Is it because coffee is easy to slot into poetry? With an 'ee' that rhymes internally and externally? What to do instead? Where to go? I didn't feel like going for a wandering walk; it was far too cold outside. The computer sat in the corner, a forbidding, blind monolith. I didn't wan