For want of a red pen...

So sometimes, the weirdest little things become ways to stop myself from working. I did the cut and paste revisions of Choice and need to read through them to fix continuity problems and see how the new scene affects the whole piece, but I kept putting it off because....I couldn't find a red pen. Really. I am not kidding. I've sat here for several days with the draft printed out and sitting on my desk. But, no red pen, no revisions. This morning, my puppy overturned my basket of pens, and LOOK! there's several red pens in them. Maybe Maggie's smarter than she looks.