MY muse.
She’s hard to describe, but you’ll know her when you see her. Think of a smart, sassy and slightly off-balance creature and you’ll get a picture of her in your mind. I think she disappeared with a bottle of tequila and is sleeping it off somewhere. She’s been gone an awful long time and I really miss her. I even have a nice big bottle of tequila here, if only she would come back to me.
If anyone see’s her please tell her how much I miss her…then kick her butt back to me!
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Sasha I think she was here on Tuesday…wrote a wonderful 300 word intro for a short story! 😀 Don’t know what it is about a rainy day!
She’s cheating on me!?:angry:
😛 It’s ok! She always comes back and I don’t mind sharing with you! 😀
Lisa Kleypas says to not get too hung up on the muse thing and make yourself write through the bumps and humps :O of life. Then she talked about when her house was covered w/water and she lost everything.
Interesting thoughts.