The Muse – Tannille

Flash Fiction: Ghost Ship

The sky cried — cruel and unforgiving. “Ah crap, one line and I’m blocked… Muse? No gods, fairies, or other

Update:Life hit in fall swing. Never enough hours in the day, or rather never enough energy to do every intention

Tannille ponders over the writing prompt and nudges The Muse. “Hey Muse, have you come up with a story yet?”

This picture represents me right now. It’s been freaking cold and today was the first day in months we’ve had

Note:More Conversations with The Muse can be found here. *~* LOCATION: Tannille’s mind’s eye “Are you going to help me or

Note:This week’s story took inspiration from the fairy tale “Hansel and Gretel”. More Conversations with The Muse can be found

“Tickets for two, please.” “Welcome to the Inspiration Dome. Admission for the muse free. No refunds though, careful what doors

TANNILLE: Come on, give me something – and no bombs, I know it’s your staple. No virus either. MUSE: Bowling

TANNILLE: Well, there is something you don’t see every day: cremated remains. MUSE: Ooo a God Father warning? Here are

Note:A Bumper Special this week: The Muse banter and her corresponding flash fiction story! (I know many of you were