Between Coffee Sips

By Linda Morgan March 31, 2026
Somewhere between Italy and Poland, a thief looked at twelve tons of KitKat bars—yes, 413,793 crispy, chocolate-coated sticks of joy—and thought, “This … this is my moment.” Not a jewel heist, not a bank job, but a full-blown cocoa caper. Like a squirrel hoarding loads of acorns before winter, this person didn’t just take a few bars—they took enough chocolate to make Willy Wonka raise an eyebrow. And then, as if the story needed more flair, the stolen KitKats were molded into race cars. Race cars. Because apparently, when you commit confectionery crime at this scale, you don’t just steal the normal. You innovate. I mean, can't you imagine the thief standing there, arms crossed, gazing at their fleet of chocolate Ferraris, thinking, “Yes … this is what greatness looks like.” Crazy, right? You bet. So, let’s talk logistics. Where do you even store 12 tons of chocolate? Your average kitchen pantry would lock its doors immediately. This operation would need a warehouse colder than a penguin’s pajamas, because one warm afternoon and suddenly your getaway cars turn into a sticky, melted parking lot. And heaven help anyone who forgets to regulate the temperature—nothing says “criminal mastermind” like slipping on a puddle of chocolatey crunchy goodness and regret. Then, there’s the money situation. No doubt the reason the product was stolen in the first place. If you sell each bar at two bucks—practically a bargain in today’s economy—then you’re staring at well over $800,000. That’s a lot of cash … and a lot of explaining when someone asks why your garage (or should I say semi-truck) smells like a candy aisle exploded. Now … should I even mention Easter? It’s about to hop into full view in less than a week. I mean, come on—somewhere out there, the Easter Bunny is pacing with an empty basket, wondering who made off with all the KitKat race cars. No pit stops, no chocolate checkered flags. Mr. Bunny is left to face a full-blown chocolate tragedy of teary-eyed children digging through their baskets only to find everything except the one thing they really wanted: a fun little KitKat race car. In the end, this wasn't just a heist. Nuh-uh ... it’s the sort of sticky misadventure that might end with the thieves sprouting orange tans, green hair, and a sudden urge to break into an Oompa-Loompa cautionary song about what happens when chocolate and bad decisions collide. Blessings ... and Happy Easter, Linda ~~Somewhere out there, the Easter Bunny and the Oompa-Loompas are trying to figure out how things went so deliciously wrong.~~LM
By Linda Morgan March 9, 2026
I admit: I am a slow writer. I may also procrastinate. Gulp. I’m not the poetic stare‑out‑the‑window‑while‑inspiration‑floats‑by slow. I’m more like my striped Nerite snail, happily-grazing-on-algae slow. You know the pace. Inch forward. Pause. Inspect the scenery. Inch forward again. I’m fairly certain my real problem is editing while writing. My brain is an overzealous editor wearing bifocals, clutching the red pen like a sword. Every sentence must pass inspection before the next one is allowed to exist. It’s exhausting. Meanwhile, some writers casually produce a devotion or blog everyday like they’re flipping pancakes on a Saturday morning. I, on the other hand, sit surrounded by my collection of pens. Because clearly the solution to slow writing is buying every kind of pen on the planet to unlock my writing genius. (If only that worked, right?) And then there’s the coffee. Writing without coffee is like trying to start a lawn mower with a strand of spaghetti. Might happen in a glowing green galaxy where spaghetti has horsepower. But here on earth? Not a chance. The good news? I’ve learned to never draft and edit at the same time. That’s a no‑no. It’s also a stubborn habit to break. Drafting is messy. Editing is tidy. Mixing them together is like mopping the hardwood floor while the dog is still rolling in the mud. And here's the thing: I never used to be that way. Drafting and editing slowly sprouted one day and it became an mountainous battle. I started rereading paragraphs, studying sentences, agonizing over finding the perfect word. Seriously, the thesaurus became my best friend. So, here’s my tried‑and‑true plan: First: music. Second: write the ugly draft. No polishing. No word wrestling. Just forward motion. Third: fix it later—but don’t procrastinate. Big breath. Think of writing as a sea turtle gliding through warm ocean water. No hurry. No panic. Just steady movement in the right direction. Turns out slow isn’t always a problem. Sometimes it simply means you’re taking the scenic route … and that’s okay. Never rush. Just put one word in front of the other. Blessings, Linda ~~Writing well isn’t about speed—it’s about moving forward at your own pace.~~ LM

Linda Morgan

Linda Morgan resides in Ohio with her husband. She is a flower gardener at heart, a three-aquarium enthusiast, and when time permits she crochets pillows and afghans. As an eclectic book nerd, Linda loves reading her Bible and any devotional she can get her hands on. However, her bookshelf contains everything from Dr. Seuss to Helen Steiner-Rice, YA adventures to espionage thrillers, romantic suspense to clean rom-coms. The latter being her all-time favorite, and as her husband is always quick to point out: “Life’s (more!) better when you’re laughing.” She agrees.


She is a word geek to the extreme and for some quirky reason has an overwhelming impulse to spell words backwards, but only to herself. Not out loud. That would just be weird.


She's written a full-length novel, Prayers Under Fire, which will be released soon. (Spoiler alert: it’s a trilogy, so get ready to meet the Jameson brothers, whose entertaining adventures and swoon-worthy romances bring faith, hope, and love to life.) Linda combines page-turning adventure, intriguing suspense, and a romantic happily-ever-after to her novels. She had a poem published a decade ago, and a few years back, she won first place on two devotions submitted to FaithWriters.com. In July 2025, she's had a short-story published, Love at First Drop, in an anthology titled, DREAMS AND DRIFTWOOD. In November 2025, Tinsel-Touched  hit the shelf in a Christmas anthology titled, HOLIDAYS IN THE HEARTLAND.  


Above all else, God is number one in her life, and Linda knows she wouldn’t be writing if she didn’t believe this is what He’s called her to do. Please take the time to stop by her devotional page, "Spiritual Sparks." She welcomes your visits and prays her words touch your heart.


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