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call for anthology submissions
“Don’t wait for the muse. As I’ve said, he’s a hardheaded guy
who's not susceptible to a lot of creative fluttering. This isn’t
the Ouija board or the spirit-world we’re talking about here,
but just another job like laying pipe or driving long-haul trucks.
Your job is to make sure the muse knows where you’re going
to be every day, from nine ’til noon or seven ’til three. If he does
know, I assure you that sooner or later he’ll start showing up.”
~ Stephen King
The Latin “furor poeticus” translates as “poetic frenzy”. What methods have you acquired to keep the writing going? Does the muse appear at all, or factor in the equation of happy, creative things? If it does, does it have a gender, legs, arms, wings, webbed feet, two beating hearts, the exoskeleton of a dragonfly or shelled mollusk? What is its nature, and does it shed its skin with each opus you embark on? In no more than 500 words, describe the nature of your inspiration, for collection in this anthology of disagreeable and delightful muses.