Why, thank ya. That’s a nice thing to say.

@Jesse –

I now have to imagine people defecting Jr. Mints. This is not the best way for me to start my morning. Touche, sir, Touche.

– c.

I too don’t believe in the MUSE because we do work too damn hard at this to lay the gifts or the garbage of our work onto a mystical being.

However, I do agree with Julie. “Anyone who is doing work is Doing Work.” And there certainly is something about being in the flow when everything just comes. I for one think that we connect with something other than ourselves and we participate in creation. Granted, the founation for what we write comes from us and everything we have stored inside us (researchd, old conversations, experiences, and feelings).

So, for me writing is mystical, but it’s not your definition of mystical.

Stream of consciousness writing is a helpful tool to get that stuff out of your head, but literary glossolalia is as useful to a writer as diarrhea to a weightlifter.

Second, well, yeah. In my view there’s mystical shit involved anytime we even manage to wake up each morning and push ourselves through a day. I’m not going to label it, because I don’t have the right to do that. But it seems to me that anyone who does work is Doing Work.

The folks who just sit and atrophy don’t get to join the party.

Sez me.

y…

yes.

What he said.

I have to go wash myself now.

– c.

Hey, you never know where or when ideas will come to you. A girl has to be prepared. In a pinch, I could probably dip their four inch stiletto heels into an ink well and use them as a pen.

I do seek out zen moments in life. When I’m deep in a bought of creative energy, whether on the dance floor, creating an art quilt, or writing, it feels much like an out of body experience.

But those moments won’t occur unless I show up first. If the muse deserts me, it is usually because my ass isn’t anywhere near a chair (or my computer, or a piece of cloth, or my tango shoes).