Tag: #Muse
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Another Week at the Workhouse… #Journal
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Who are you kidding? Go back to your knitting… He thinks he’s a muse, but will pretend I didn’t see him… The old grey cells must have been having a conflab over the weekend, as they have suggested I pull my socks up and do something different, something that might actually get things moving. Cheeky…
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Muse less…
Diana Peach shared a lovely post the other day, about an interesting conversation she had with one of her muses. We have all been invited to share our own experiences… I wasn’t surprised to find Samuel, my strange muse/mentor sitting in my office that afternoon. The house was quiet, Anita was having a nap. I…