CléaYou promised you’d do this.
I said no such thing. Don’t you understand the word maybe?
But you’re doing it now.
OK. Stop gloating.
You’re copying him, aren’t you?
He’s inspired the voices in my head. You should be grateful. And ‘copy’ is the wrong word.
You and your semantics…
La da dum da dum…
You’re cheating on me, aren’t you?
Wha?
You’re back writing the novel. I can feel it.
You’re a voice in my head. You can’t feel a-ny-thing.
I am your guiding voice.
Rubbish. You can’t even guide me down a one-way street.
You need your Muse back.
Shuttup. Don’t mention that word.
Where the hell is He, anyway?
Stuffed if I know.
Sore point, hey?
La da dum da dum…
If you don’t take charge, I will.
What? You’re turning yourself into a Muse? That’s laughable!
I’m offended.
And you’ve overstepped the line.
You need to get your arse into gear.
Leave my arse out of it. Or I’ll kick yours so hard—
You can’t fire me, can you?
La da dum da dum…
Hey… still talking to me?
(tap tap tap…)
Tags: cbmused, inspiration, muse
Mmmm…I see the voices in your head are speaking to you again. No matter, a good busy schedule should keep them happy…at least until they start wanting to take a break.
Voices in our heads are never happy aren’t they?
1. Thanks
2. Watch out for muses. They have a nasty habit of popping up out of nowhere when you need them least.
3. Does the voice in your head make generally useless suggestions, or generally useful ones? I find for every good point they make, they spend about thrity man hours thinking up alternate story lines for nerdy SciFi.
Kami: Mine can get fairly talkative when they want to be. They’ve been silent for a while so I welcome the change. Mine isn’t always unhappy. Oftentimes, I try to provoke it…
Casey:
1. You’re welcome.
2. I’d welcome their presence any time. Particularity if I get the old Muse back…
3. No nerdy scifi for me but they can divert me from my prime directive. Ha.
Sometimes the voices in our heads can be maddening, but sometimes they bring the Muse with ‘em.
Here’s hoping the latter for you!
(Apologies for being away so long)
LB: I miss the voice that tells me to drop everything and write. That, I always welcome.
And welcome back to you too!
My muse, much like my conscience, is a drunken hooker.
Casey: I wouldn’t mind borrowing her at times. Just to whip my absent Muse into shape.