Bella and Chain. To remember (back from Point Reyes)

Last night around midnight I woke from a vivid narrative dream. I have these a lot, but I remember them only sometimes. This time I was convinced when I woke up that I had been dreaming a novel for the last several days or weeks and that this was just the first time I remembered it. I was sure -- I am still sure -- that there is agood novel there, when I understand it better, so I got up, stumbled around the hotel room looking for my purse and notebook, and wrote for almost an hour to get everything down. So I don't really have to put it all here, but I have a tendency to misplace my notebooks when I need them (like, where in hell are my Afterwar notebooks? I really could use them now so I don't have to reconstruct everything from scratch and I could be sure I was using the best names for things!), so it doesn't hurt to have some redundancy.
( of interest only to me, it's most of what I know about Bella and Chain so far and long )

I took 96 pictures at Point Reyes, of which maybe half or a third are keepers. Many are of turkey vultures and ravens flying and roosting, and I took lots of those so I could have a few that wopuld be good. I think it will be days before I get them posted, or the pictures of the many many cute little wildflowers, most of which I still have to identify. It was definitely spring at Point Reyes, though. We got up a week or two too late, or a month and a half too early, to see the whales, though.