Keys

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.