Hey you! This is your muse talking…

Pssss…Come closer. I’m hiding out from my muse, so I don’t want to talk too loud. I don’t know what is with him. By the way, yes, my muse is male. Lately, he’s been quite amorous, too touchy, too I-want-to-lay-in-bed-and-talk-to-you-until-the-early-morning-hours.

I’m a writer who writes one book at a time. I like it that way. I can live through my characters, lose my head in their world, and let my fingers pound out the story. I start, I work, I finish. Since the beginning of 2010, my muse, has got it in his head that I can handle more. He’s thrown some story ideas out to me that have piqued my interest, got me excited, and has tempted me to write more than one story at a time. I don’t do this! Ugh, he can be so cruel sometimes.

Right now, I’m more than halfway done with a story I started towards the end of last year. Since picking it back up, I’ve got a brilliant idea for a story that is right up my alley. The storyline lets me show the world some of the skills that I have in real life. I’m very pumped for this story to materialize into a gripping SciFi Romance. That is one area where I haven’t wrote before.

After receiving the news that Breathless Press offered me a contract for Tagging Her Lynx, that darned muse whispered, “Darren needs a woman.” Ack! I know he does, you don’t have to tell me that, you…you…dominating man! I pushed my muse into his dark little corner, but he came out on my way to the store later that same day. Thank goodness, my daughter was riding in the car with me. She armed herself with a piece of paper and pen ready to take notes as I plotted the story to her in the car. Whew!

Let’s not forget book two of Peckerwood either. That’s four books I need to write…I want to write…right now!

I’m going to get tough. I’m going to have to sit my muse down and have a little chitchat with him. The pressure he puts me under is unbearable at times. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and my simplest activity is often interrupted by his voice. I’ve got a plan. He hasn’t seen the full wrath of Abby Wood. He has no idea I come armed with shot glasses and Jimmy Beam.

I’m going to drink that pesky muse under the table. HA! Maybe now, I can finish my current WIP. :-)

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3 comments to Hey you! This is your muse talking…

  1. Oh, the familiar feeling of being picked on by a muse. It seems like every character that shows up in a novel has their own story to tell. I’d love to have one character who’s like “Nah, I’m good. I don’t need my own book.”

    And then she’ll wake my up at 5am and go “Hey, I’ve got an idea, get up!”

    I write one story at a time too, though lately I’ve been in the middle of several and the muse insists that I should work on all of them. So I’m trying to compromise. I’ll work on the short story on the weekends, the free read during school, and the full length novel on regular days. We’ll see how that works out. I’m not optimistic.

    • Abby Wood says:

      If only they said, “Nah, I’ll wait. Go ahead and finish that dude’s story first.” lol I guess it could be a lot worse, and our muse ignores us. Let me know how the new schedules works out for you. It sounds doable…I might have to try that. I always worry about losing the characters voice, and pretty soon I have all these hero’s sounding alike if I bounce back and forth. *sigh* In the meantime, I stay up way too late, and wake up way too early to write.

      • Lol, yes, I wish my characters would wait, but they don’t do lines. Can’t blame them, I hate them too, and I’m not an impatient alpha male. It could definitely be worse. But I’m on a roll, because my muse skipped off to Bora Bora for like six months, so now she’s all talkative.

        I’ll keep you informed. I’m worried about losing their voices too, but I really want to work on more than one thing. And I did work on a short story during school last semester. I never finished, but I got some writing done.

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