I worked on my desk for 2 1/2 hours. Still only completed the main part. The side return on the desk is still piled high. But at least when people walk by my office they can see me, and know I'm working. Or not. Oops, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to clean off those stacks.
After that I went to Starbuck's and wrote for over an hour. A conversation at the next table piqued my imagination, and I think it can turn into one of those minute mysteries for Women's World. My friend, Gloria, has sold to them a lot, and it can be quite lucrative.
Now I'm home and catching up on Stargate Atlantis.