I sat struggling to come up with a new story but finding myself utterly without inspiration. My muse sat across from me, smiling.
When I first found my muse, I thought she would be a blessing. I thought she would fill my head with ideas, uncorking some font of inspiration in my brain.
But I was wrong. Muses don’t give out ideas, they eat stories. It’s the finished product that is important. And mine was always hungry.
I hurriedly typed with bandaged fingers, hoping to pick up brilliance along the way. It was a bad idea to make her wait.

“20090823-Typewriter-2” by rahego is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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