Adventures in Writing: Soak it in the Muse Juice

Yes, I said it again. And I’ll keep saying it. MUSE JUICE. I don’t know where the fuck it came from, but apparently my brain has latched on like a leech in a precarious area you can’t quite reach. [image error]

Woman touching her neck while looking at her laptop with blouse undone wearing a pretty black bra.

If someone tells you they’re having a difficult time writing, believe them. Something happened and things aren’t quite working out. It might be with the characters, the story, the plot, whatever. Writi...