Friday, September 6, 2013

And now...a conversation with my Muse.

"Don't look at me that way. I'm trying. I really am. It's just hard. I keep looking at the words but I can't seem to put them where they need to be."

"That frown isn't going to inspire me at all."

"Push through it? What does that even mean? I can't push through something that isn't even there. It's not that I don't want to get it right, I just don't know what right is yet."

"You can't make me write when I'm not ready to write. I'm still thinking, still trying to work it out."

"Damn, do you ever stop the nagging?"

"Fine. You think you know everything? You think you know better than me? Fine. I'll sit down but there is no way to fix this giant mess I made."

"Oh. Huh. That's better. I can work with that."

"I've done it. I've managed to fix it. This works."

"What do you mean it was all you?"

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My parents will tell you that all my school report cards would say, "Does not listen or follow directions well."


Happy Friday.




6 comments:

  1. Directions? We don't need no stinkin' directions!

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  2. Sometimes you just have to have these little talks with yourself!

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  3. My report cards always said that, too. As do my performance reviews at my day job.

    And my conversations with my muse sound a lot like yours...except for the bit end about it working.

    Did you get out of the weeds and see the sky again?

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  4. You were probably busy with more rewarding thoughts, Heather.

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  5. I've never been all that good at following directions unless it was the police or someone else who was armed.

    Lee
    Tossing It Out

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