Finally. I finished the scene in the seedy hotel room. I had to use a Muse bomb. Not Holly Lisle's definition of a Muse bomb... hers is more literary and potentially more useful. No, my Muse bomb is where I can't figure out how to get the people out of the dang scene and moved … Continue reading A Bomb, a Space Ship Pilot and Girl Scout Cookies
Month: February 2011
How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 3
But, some of you are asking, why go through all this trouble? It’s just a snack, after all, right? Oh contraire, gentle readers. Muse food really serves three functions. First, you are now armed with one of the writer’s secret weapons. A moment of decadent joy. This pampering can be a great pick me up … Continue reading How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 3
Obituary for a Car
So I lost my Jetta this week. No, I didn't misplace her in a night of drunken debauchery -- although that probably would have been preferable. No, she was a victim of vehicular homicide. It was icy on Monday morning. Black ice. I wasn't even out of my subdivision, on my way to work, when … Continue reading Obituary for a Car
How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 2
A cup, a cup, my kingdom for a cup! Now that you’ve got your perfect Muse food in mind, the next step is to find an appropriate container to both hold the food item and, equally importantly, to attract the Muse. My Muse happens to be attracted to fine bone china in a violet pattern. … Continue reading How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 2
How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 1
Muse Food. Food of the Gods. Ambrosia. Call it what you will, it is that food – the one you’d walk two miles through the densest jungle, braving leopards and snakes and all manner of hostile natives to get, that is the best food to use to bait your Muse Trap. Join me now as … Continue reading How to Bait the Trap – or Victuals & Libations to Lure the Muse – Part 1
The Flavor of Dreams
Had several bizarre dreams last night. One of them involved my best friend's sister-in-law, who is seriously ill. That one, while it made no linear sense, I can recall pretty clearly. But there was another one that eludes me, although I catch glimpses of it out of the corner of my eye as I go … Continue reading The Flavor of Dreams
Day 2 – In Which I Am Eaten By Sharks
Well, okay, only metaphorically. Apparently, much like Amelia Earhart, my metaphorical writing plane has crashed in the inhospitable vastness of the Horrific Ocean, and I am surrounded by sharks. There's the dreaded Mak-upyourmindandwritethedamnedscene-o shark, the Great White Hope, the Hammer(another nail in your career coffin)Head, and the dreaded Bull (sh*t, that's what this scene is) … Continue reading Day 2 – In Which I Am Eaten By Sharks
Adjusting Altitude
So writing is a balancing act. Much like Icarus, I need to fly high... but not so high the sun melts the wax holding my wings together. Lately... okay, more than lately, I've barely managed to get above the treeline. Taller trees tend to knock me flat. And trust me, getting airborne again either involves a … Continue reading Adjusting Altitude
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