The muse is not an angelic voice that sits on your shoulder and sings sweetly. The muse is the most annoying whine. The muse isn’t hard to find, just hard to like – [he] follows you everywhere, tapping you on the shoulder, demanding that you stop doing whatever else you might be doing and pay attention to [him].
Truism: Harlan Coben
Image: found at art heals wounds
Inky: Mine loves to play hide and seek. He’s elusive when I want to work, but when I begin to get interested in something else he is the most annoying, bratty, impossible man to ignore.
Doing? nursing a Irish Coffee, heavy on the Irish. Stereo is going full blast, throbbing ‘Despacito‘ while I ignore my muse’s frustrated whines. It’s Friday folks. The weekend has started, finally.