Friday, November 21, 2008

The Reluctant Muse

The Reluctant Muse by Dorien Grey

I invited my muse over this morning to talk about selecting a topic for this blog entry. Normally, I don't need his—and yes, all my muses are male—help on what to talk about, but after having headed off in various directions only to have my eyes glaze over in less than a paragraph, I decided I could use a little help.

"You got a beer?" he asked.

"Its eleven o'clock in the morning," I pointed out.


I got him his beer.

"Now, about today's blog," I began.

"Did you watch Lost the other night?" he asked, sitting on the couch and putting his feet up on the coffee table.

"Yeah," I said. "But I wasn't thinking about a possible blog topic when I watched. What do you suggest?"

"Nothing…I just wondered if you saw it. Good show. I still think Jack and Sawyer should run off together."

"You want me to write a blog about Jack and Sawyer getting it on?"

"There are worse topics."

"Well, I'm not sure anyone would be interested in reading about my erotic fantasies."

"So what do you want to write about?" he asked.

"That's why I called on you. You're the muse."

"You don't have to do a new blog every day."

"I know, but I hate to have someone take their valuable time to come to the site and not find anything new. I'm afraid they won't come back."

He took a deep swig of his beer and started flipping through a magazine. "You worry too much," he said.

"I was thinking of maybe doing one on the pets I've had through my life."

He glanced up from the magazine and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, there's a winner. I bet it'll end up with you getting all puddle-eyed, won't it?"

"Well, I'd hope not. But it's true they all died."

"Death's a bummer," he said.

"Yes, but it's a part of life. It's part of my life. It's part of everybody's life."

"So's a good laugh. You should try for that a little more often. Or at least a grin."

"I'm not Henny Youngman," I said.

He gave me a blank look. "Who's that?" he asked.

"Forget it," I said. "The point is, I can't think of a single thing to write about for tomorrow. You're my muse! Are you going to help me out with this blog or not?"

He finished his beer, stifled a belch, tossed the magazine back on the stack with the others, and got up, heading for the door. "I just did," he said. "See 'ya."

And with that he left.

Originally posted on Dorien's Blog HERE


Edward C. Patterson said...


Stephen King speaks of our muse as some furry little rodent that appears on the path when we're drunk, and then we're not sure whether to listen to the sweet ramblings or just drive forward and make ROAD KILL.

Edward C. Patterson

Jeanne said...

I find my muse in the weirdest places, usually when I'm researching something totally different.
F'rinstance, the other day I was looking for a Yiddish word for penis and what popped up but an article titled: "The Jewess in Nineteenth-Century British Literary Culture" part of the Cambridge study in Nineteenth Century Literature and Culture.
Didn't find another word for penis, but did find a fascinating article that could lead to a story.
Thank you, Muse!

Edward C. Patterson said...


And here you found the Yiddish word for penis. Schlong.

Your resident liguist,
Ed Patterson

NL Gassert said...

At least your muse came over when you called on him. Mine just texts back, "Busy right now. Laterz."

PS. Word verification is "terse." Now there's a way to describe my relationship with my muse. How is that for "world works in mysterious ways?"

Kayelle Allen said...

I have a Muse Doll made for my by author D N Lyons and I treasure it. It was created to resemble a favorite character of mine, Lord Pietas. He has long white hair to his knees, dressed all in black, brilliant turquoise eyes... and I keep him on a nail on the wall above my pc, where he can't get to me very easily. My muse deserves to be up there, btw. No pity, please. He fights me over everything, so I hung him up there and adopted a motto from author Jack London.

"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club."

So there, muse-baby. *sticks out tongue*

Jeanne said...

Oh, Ed, I know *that* word. :>)There's also: shvantz, shmekie, shmekl, shmekeleh, putz, mileh, petsl, petseleh, and shmok.
I was looking for another word! ;~D

Edward C. Patterson said...


Ok, let me look. Whoops, mein ist eine schantz Americanisch.

Ed Patterson

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