Me: Man, I'm glad my muse isn't inundating me with random ideas for other novels, because between my Nano-editing, my Sekrit Santa short story, and the unfinished first draft of the Sira story waiting patiently on the backburner, I'm going to have plenty to keep me occupied in the coming months. That's it, muse, whatever you do, DON'T come up with
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Muse: Aw gee, THANKS! WHEEEEEeeeeee!!! *runs off to her plot-bunny breeding farm*
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Me: Ok, if I can just get the last 40ish pages marked up, then I can get cracking on incorporating the changes and...
Muse: Hey! Guess what?
Me: You figured out a cure for the "a year went by and nothing important happened" paragraphs?
Muse: No! I have the perfect opening scene for the NEXT book! Do you want to hear it? "Three hundred hats rained in the cloudless sky, and a great cheer rose above the blue-robed crowd..."
Me: NO! SHUT UP! MAKE IT STOP! ...And what kind of opening sentence is that, anyway?
Muse: Well, I was thinking of starting it off with a break-up scene, but I wanted to begin on a happier note...
Me: Look, I'm not working on that book yet. Let me at least finish this second draft and then take a few months off while my reader victims rip it to shreds, and then I'll think about the next book.
Muse: Well, hurry it up. You have a week left, and you're going to be busy half the time.
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That being said, I love my muse, and I guess we're stuck with ours. We might as well get used to them ;P
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I'll just be sitting there, doing something, and he'll slink in, kinda like Akio. You know he's up to no good, but it's hard to ignore a man who has a charisma of 5 (or 20+ if we are going DnD style).
I'l try to ignore him, but he knows how to play the game. He sits there--okay, he says he lounges, knowing that I am watching him. When I finally ask him "WHAT IS IT I AM BUSY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?" he grins and whispers the sweet nothings of inspiration in my ear.
I hate him so much but I love him.
. . . . he's vain enough to think i should write about him. XD Alas, no. No.
Anyway, he wanted me to say hello to your muse, and offer your muse some rock candy. I will kick him for you, if you wish . ..
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Sugar and Dream Crack. Those are, like, the staples of her diet.
Okay, I admit your muse sounds much more evil (and handsome) than mine. But we can't help whom we love, right?
My muse will, of course, take candy from strangers. But feel free to kick your muse if you so desire ;)
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I'm not sure what feed him, sometimes. Probably my errant thoughts, like those about zombies and hot Japanese men. You put the two together and you get last year's Nano. I think he just waits until I have two bizarre thoughts and strikes.
He's not handsome so much as oozing charisma so that you have to notice him. And hyperactivity wouldn't get my attention, but lounging and waiting while looking at me? Will irritate me until no end til I pay attention. Cheeky is what I'd call him.
I'll kick him later, I still need him for the rest of this Nano. He's actually been pretty helpful! Though think he'd just laugh if I kicked him, he's so cruel. ;-;
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