An amazing writer friend of mine challenged us to share a picture of our muse. I am sure she's envisioning mystical, pixie-like creatures that dart in and out of our minds. Mine -- not so much. See I actually have a physical muse; a creature that sits atop my writing desk and stares at me. I call him Chuck -- as in half the crap he inspires me to write I edit out anyway
I talk to him, run ideas past him, and have even been known to wave pages of dialogue in his face demanding that he fix it. Like a petulant child, he never answers me back, just sits and stares at me with that same stone glare. I've had him for years and together we have cranked out some pretty . . . umm . . .tolerable manuscripts.
The friend's URL is http://rebekahstories.blogspot.com/ Head on over and take a peek at what her muse looks like and than be sure to share yours here!