I didn't know anything about a book called
The MoonQuest when its
words began to flow through me.
I didn't know
The Voice of the Muse was a book when its words began pouring from me.
All I knew in both instances was that my Muse was calling me and that the only way to answer its call was to write.
As I wrote, the books took care of themselves.
One day's writing led to the next. One draft led to the next. One book led to the next.
Each day, draft and book drove my pen. My pen, in turn, drove me....
Published on December 12, 2009 22:11