If Zoo Animals Wrote Books or, My Muse is on Crack







I’m definitely blaming this one on my muse. I’d been missing her (my certifiable little muse) for a few weeks a while ago and hadn’t really done anything to locate her except whine. One day, in the middle of all this, DH and I headed for the zoo. This had nothing on the surface to do with Her, but once on the zoo grounds I kept having these envious thoughts: You lucky buggers (aka, animals), you don’t have to figure out what comes next in your story.


Bingo, Little Miss Muse-thing shows up...

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Published on April 22, 2012 21:01
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