The Runaway Muse
Finally. Writing accomplished! Well, some of it anyway.
Just when I was getting ready to send out a search party for my lost creative spark, train of thought and, indeed, most basic ability to put pen to paper and yield results, who should come trooping back out of the ether but my muse. Guess I don’t have to put those posters up now, eh? Yeah. ( Read more... )
Just when I was getting ready to send out a search party for my lost creative spark, train of thought and, indeed, most basic ability to put pen to paper and yield results, who should come trooping back out of the ether but my muse. Guess I don’t have to put those posters up now, eh? Yeah. ( Read more... )
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My elusive muse tends to be melancholy and often quite filthy and has a distinctly British voice (or three).
*waives hi*
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