Hibernating Muse

Summer is writer’s block season.

Every summer, I involuntarily take a break from my almost daily writing habit. I spend the days kicking my hibernating muse in the side only to see it stretch, yawn, scratch its scrabble tiled face – which frankly needs a letter trim by mid-summer – roll over, and curl back up. Sometimes it talks in its sleep, and I catch a word or two hundred out of its drabble-gook, but that’s a very lucky day.

An approximation of my muse's damnable summer habit.
An approximation of my muse’s damnable summer habit.

Sometimes, during the summer, I get desperate and I borrow somebody else’s muse…

Ok, fine, you’re right, that’s a lie. Only a white one. I just steal muses, not a big deal, really…

Yes, I know it’s un-hygienic, damn it!

But what is a writer to do when his own damn muse is a lazy ass who falls asleep as soon as the temperature rises above seventy degrees Fahrenheit? And the muses I take are lonely chums people have neglected for centuries anyway. They’re practically dead already. I can hardly get a blog article out of some.

Don’t tell my muse I told you this, but I found one of my favorite muses floundering in Big Bear Creek near the Eagle Cap Wilderness in Oregon. The fellow was lanky and curly, with lexicon hair and ink-drop-eyes. I even bothered to name this one; its name was Lexi.

I liked Lexi better than any muse – including my own – and I could have channeled Lexi all year long if its owner hadn’t made a claim and taken Lexi away from me. I combed a whole a short story from Lexi’s hair. I miss that muse. Why couldn’t I have that muse?

Oh, and don’t tell my muse when it wakes up…it doesn’t even know I “borrow” other muses. I’m surprised it can’t smell them on me.

Published by benmattice

Benjamin Mattice is a freelance writer/editor, horror and sci-fi writer, SEO and affiliate marketing newbie, dog wrestler, cat wrangler, capoeirista, and long distance runner. He lives in the Palouse with his wife, three dogs, two cats, and two rats. Yes, that would probably be considered a mini-zoo.

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