A Dollop of Inspiration
Is there a muse for each of us, I wonder? Or is there instead some Yoda-like creature who sits on the table, piled atop giant cushions, doling out inspiration like so much soup.
Is there a muse for each of us, I wonder? Or is there instead some Yoda-like creature who sits on the table, piled atop giant cushions, doling out inspiration like so much soup.
This little gem offered itself up in a recent session of Writing from the Well, and I asked Marianne for …
I woke up this morning, and I did something different. I stretched. I know, I know. Lots of people stretch. …