MzMuse and Coffee

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Well, here I sit, staring at a blank page on the word processor.  I have been a slacker when it comes to writing.  But I am OK with it because I met out the punishment for my laziness, and I rarely harm myself.

Fiction is dead to my brain.  I lay in bed and let my mind wander for new themes, but all I do is rehash the old ones.  I even drug Mz Muse out of retirement, and she simply agreed with me that I am a sluggard that is too lazy to even shovel food into my face.  She has ever been a fan of mine.

One of my adopted mentors, Gene Amole (of blessed memory) was a columnist with the now defunct Rocky Mountain News.  WWII vet who refused to glamorize war and was hyper-critical of Hollywood’s portrayal of it.  His biggest gripe was that men died silently when wounded.  Having taken part in the assault during the Normandy Invasion, his recollection was that the wounded were screaming in pain before dying.  Hard stuff.  But Gene also owned a classical music radio station in Denver and hosted a morning show.  Often you would hear birds chirping from an open window in the cramped studio.  How I miss that radio station, and how I miss his curmudgeonly posts on political hubris.

But to continue, his muse was an imaginary “idea fairy” that he had conversations with and would write down their conversation.  The idea fairy wore a ratty tutu and sat on his typewriter.  Yes, Virginia, there was a time when word processors did not have spelling and grammar checkers, and if you made a mistake, you had to cross the lines out with a pen and rewrite them.  He would post his conversations unedited, and you learned that the first draft of his column was a horror of typos, grammar errors and lousy formatting.  I took the idea of the idea fairy and made my own muse.  MzMuse.

MzMuse is a dour, frumpy middle-aged woman with hideous tastes in clothing.  She is modeled after an old boss of mine who was hardnosed and generous at the same time.  She wears a pink Rayon™ blouse, a brown woolen pencil skirt that sometimes shows the tops of her hose and the garter snaps.  Yeah.  Pretty dated.  But she is mine and I love her.

MzMuse

However, I decided to not resurrect her for this little missive.  I want to go somewhere with it, but the destination still hasn’t presented itself.  I am looking for something to kickstart my writing now that I am feeling better than I have in many years, though I am left feeble and easily winded by the ordeal.  I did not know that I was so damaged.

Onwards

Usually when I sit down to write and do not know where I am going, I put something down.  It can be nonsensical, or a peeve, or just an observation that kicks off the essay.  I am more of an essayist than a novelist.  After five hundred words or so, I have said all that was necessary.  But today, this is what has come to my mind.  I had hoped that I would have started a new tale rather than mull over my sad fate.  But it is what it is.  A writer writes.  If he does not write, he is not a writer.  So, write I shall.  Even if it is just a coffee post ..

Good morning!

12 thoughts on “MzMuse and Coffee

    Dana Everhart said:
    December 29, 2021 at 2:31 pm

    I need to dig out a new pen…old one ran out of ideas, I mean ink or ‘gel’ as the modern makers inject into them, maybe I will find some of your inspiration in the next batch of cookies

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    Rivergirl said:
    December 30, 2021 at 6:34 am

    Is it odd that I can almost hear your muse’s voice? It’s gravelly, like a smoker… with a touch of Brooklyn. She takes no prisoners and doesn’t suffer fools lightly.
    😉

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    The Hinoeuma said:
    December 30, 2021 at 8:58 pm

    Glad you are feeling better.

    I’ve never had a muse. Of course, I’ve never been much of a writer.

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      December 31, 2021 at 11:45 am

      I am not much of one either … but that doesn’t deter me!

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    Lia Storm said:
    December 31, 2021 at 3:25 pm

    At you found words to write and written well too. I can’t find words anymore. I sit here and nothing, nothing, and more nothing. Sometimes when I am not near my laptop something comes to me, but it slips away before I have a chance to think about the words. I enjoy your posts and I am so happy you are doing better. I hope you have a very good new year. ❤

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      December 31, 2021 at 4:48 pm

      … you have been through a lot … it will return … 🙂

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        Lia Storm said:
        December 31, 2021 at 4:58 pm

        ❤ I hope so…

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    Lia Storm said:
    December 31, 2021 at 3:26 pm

    Well that was supposed to say “at least”. Grumpy old lady me thinks they should allow us to edit our comments!!!

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    Catherine said:
    January 1, 2022 at 8:28 am

    Happy 2022 to you and your muse.

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