Anyone ever stop and think about their muse? Seriously, do we all have them?
I would say mine took on the persona of the main character of each story I wrote. Why yes, it can get pretty crowded in my mind at times. But lately my “muse” has taken on the persona of a dead guy. Flirty—but very much dead.
Heh. What does that say about how my mind works?
I have a friend whose muse doesn’t talk to her at all now. Instead her imaginary conduit dances and cuts her toenails. I’ve tried talking my friend into listening to the music of the prancing, toenail clipping story warden but so far no luck.
Another friend’s muse works overtime and sort of reminds me the EverReady bunny. You know, the cute pink bunny with the drum. I would imagine it does have its downfall because there’s only so much time in the day for her to write. Though I have to say my friend does give it a valiant try.
What about you all? Does your imagination have a persona? Maybe an animal guide? Ah, come on. It’s time to share.
3 comments:
If I have a muse, he's so firmly integrated with my brain I don't notice him. Then again, I'm a very structured writer. I'm never struck with ideas. When I want to create, I sit down and tell myself that it's time to get creative and out it comes, like a tap.
There we go, my muse is a faucet. ;)
A faucet--now that's different. And wow, how cool that the creative energy comes so smoothly.
I call my muse the Drill Sergeant, because you know, I'm just following his orders. (Yes, I was in the military.) It's the perfect muse for me.
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