After Dreaming, During Coffee

Jack slept all night, thankfully, and I’m ready for the chapter.  Have this idea for a wine business, but I don’t want to write it here.  Don’t want to hex or contaminate possibilities.  But just so it’s noted, my thoughts are more than active this morning.  Second column due on Monday, of “Tasting the Room”.  Going to re-read the first piece and see how to build the characters, the story’s consistency, if there ever is one in a tasting Room.

Had a dream last night about someone I met recently in the Room, a photography with whom I’ve connected through “social” media.  We were working an event at the winery, or somewhere, a wedding.  She wasn’t taking pictures, but rather opening bottles, setting up a pouring station.  It was just odd to me, but somehow scenically memorable.