Today in our writer's critique group. We decided that we need some new blood to give us a jump start. And we need to do a lot of other things, none of which I seem to remember. I blog every day but today to group I took less than a fourth of a sheet of paper with anything written on it. Why can I blog but not write a story?
It's a mystery, as are the missing pens.
PS My morning song was: There is Sunshine in my Soul Today. Very nice.