Happy New Year from the Muse

“What are you doing?” she asks. “Making lists.” I look up from where I’m slouched on the sofa. “Procrastinating.” A hand on her hip, my muse mugs a dark-eyed, straight-lipped face that fully expresses her annoyance. She’s dressed like a forest nymph with twigs, pinecones, and fireflies in her hair. Winter’s snowflakes cling to her […]