Humph. I locked myself out of the car yesterday. It was the classic, carefully put my keys into my shoulder bag, carefully put the bag in the locked car. Mark thinks I need to get a key lanyard (or maybe a bracelet). So of course the bits of dreams I was able to remember this morning involved cars somehow.
Writing has been a chore the last couple of days. I'm making scattered progress on several stories. The non-fiction readers are getting back to me and now that the excitement of writing the piece is over I'm thinking I need to re-order it.