Happy Tuesday, peeps, Doris here. Today I bring you the case of the hijacking muse. Yep, you’ve read that right.
You often hear us writerly types talking about our muses, and I know I mention mine quite regularly, but she took the biscuit on Sunday evening. There I am ready to settle down and watch Beauty and the Beast with hubby. We’re binge watching the first three seasons at the minute, and I get the strangest nudge to scroll through my old #TantalizingTuesdays teases. I stopped at this hunk’s tease.
Before I knew it I was 800 words into his story, and had to force myself to stop. At the point of scheduling this post I’m at 5K.
Never mind the fact that I was in the middle of writing a different story. Oh no, that pesky muse decided that RIGHT NOW was the time to write his story.
When she hijacks me like that, I know that resistance is utterly futile, and I just have to be a good girl and take dictation. Because that muse can be very insistent, if not downright dangerous if I try and ignore her. Forget sleep or being able to function like a half way normal person. That’s simply impossible unless I sit down and write.
Fortunately my family is used to Mummy behaving oddly at times like this. Absent minded doesn’t begin to describe me, as I attempt to get all the other things done, so that I can get back behind that keyboard.
Did I mention my muse is a right slave driver when she gets like that?
So, if I’m not around much, this will be why. I’m chained to my laptop.
What is the point of this post I hear you ask. Well, simply put this. If your muse hijacks you, don’t resist it. Go with her/him, and you might just discover magic at your fingertips.
That’s all from me today.
Do stay naughty, folks.