
Note:
More Conversations with The Muse can be found here.
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LOCATION: Tannille’s mind’s eye
“Are you going to help me or not? Been looking at this prompt photo all arvo.”
Tannille blew the hair out of her face.
“Loves me,” said The Muse, plucking a petal off the daisy in her hand.
“That’ll be a no…”
The Muse shrugged, “Loves me not—”
“Who are you pining over?”
“Not me, the axe murderer hiding in the grass.
“Oh please, it’s just a Mormon camping.”
“With an axe. Actually, make that a chainsaw. The cut on the stump far too clean for an axe.”
“So you lead me here to be a victim of Leatherface, nice.”
“Or a Mormon.”
Dear Tannille,
That pesky muse is at it again I see. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Something is better than nothing. 😀
Thanks R!
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The Muse is particularly recalcitrant today
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The host was tired. 😀
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Your Muse has some really fun tales to tell. I hope she finds the murderer and gets revenge for the poor tree.
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She didn’t want to give anything up this week 😀. Poor Tree.
Are you Mormon by any chance? You said you liked camping last week…
Thanks M!
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Good on her, no giving up!
No, I’m not even sure what a Mormon is. I’m a typical tea drinking Englishman with the desire for adventure and love of nature really.
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Brits and their tea 😀! Better for you than coffee. I can’t give up coffee.
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Well, I can’t have caffiene. Decaff coffee is disgusting! lol. So, decaff tea, or fruity teas for me.
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I never have conversations with my muse like that one. Not sure it’s a good thing or bad!
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It means you’re sane. 😀
Thanks K!
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Muse is being a particular bitch today!
Love it!
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I’ll say. It was probably a good thing the 100 words were up. It would have ended bloody for me or the Mormon. 😃
Thanks D
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I’m thinking the Mormon… 😉
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Jehova’s Witnesses get all the grief, but those Mormons are just as bad, knocking on the door with their short-sleeved white shirts and magic underwear. The good news is, they probably won’t kill you. You’ll just be converted and become a sister-wife.
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Kill me, kill me now… Hey Leatherface over here.
Magic underwear… I hope they don’t have skid marks.
Thanks N!
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Nobody knows. The magic underwear are secret.
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Sometimes if I can’t think of anything to write about, I just start a sentence. Something takes over, if I’m lucky. That might be the muse. More likely the wine though…
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Oh, wine’s the secret!
I’m with you on the first line advice. It works 99% of the time.
Thanks S
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it looks like the muse rose to the occasion again. 🙂
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And no one died 😀.
Thanks P
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The Muse is getting homicidal 😮
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She is a homicidal maniac!
Thanks A
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That’s quite a muse you’ve got there. It may be time to let her retire 🙂
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True, but then there would have been no story this week.
Thanks L 😀
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That Muse has some issues, me think … 😉
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Not just the muse… 😀
Thanks N
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Who you calling out for having issues, eh? 😉 LOL
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😈😈😈
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That muse is getting quite spunky, and clever as always. Entertaining too!
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Phew. I was tired and the magic wasn’t happening. The Muse saves the day.
Thanks B
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I really like your muse. She’s funny and clever, and, wouldn’t you know it, lets you write fun stories. Like this one. 🙂
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I was rather stumped coming up with a story. Super Muse saves the day!
Thanks G
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