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Muses…
Unfortunately, I haven’t had a muse for some time now.
I have tried to remedy this, but it would seem there must be a shortage of muses. Where on earth have they gone?
Either that or maybe I don’t warrant one.
Years ago, I had a very good muse who helped me to write my first book. He was a little old-fashioned, but his advice and observations were exactly what I needed at the time.
He didn’t stay, though, and since then, I have tried to remember his teachings when writing my stories.
This time, however, I am struggling, possibly due to my health problems, and I could do with some guidance. That magical way they have of putting their finger on the problem.
I have hoped and prayed for a muse to take pity on me, but so far, I am on my own.
Desperate, I allowed my sister to read my first chapter to see if I could be on the right track. She is a wonderful writer, so I expected a reasonable amount of help. But she didn’t like what I had written and recommended trying again.
So far, there have been several tries, all with the same response, so I have put it away for a while.
Meanwhile, I am being referred to the Ear, Nose, and Throat department at our local hospital to have my ear and eye problems checked out. Once I know the outcome, maybe I will be able to write again…
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