It seems that my readers were worried since I didn’t post at my normal weird hour.  My excuse?  After writing for hours, I was caught up in reading, doing minor rewrites on my mystery and by the time I put it down it was an even weirder hour than normal for me.

I thought about posting, but then I figured that after posting twice yesterday I ‘d already fulfilled my quota. 

Yes, the one was only a photo memorial to 9/11.  I felt there wasn’t much more one could say about it that hasn’t already been said and the pictures were a better reminder.   As a writer I should know better.

I promise, at my normal weird hour tonight/tomorrow, I will post again.  I wasn’t slacking off–truly I wasn’t.