Crossroads...

~Aaaah, my eyes, it burns, it burns!~

Is what I would be saying if there were any sun to be seen today, the day I'm climbing - pasty pale with bloody fingertips and bloodshot eyes - out of my self-imposed hole.  Alas, it is cloudy and on the verge of rain in my neck of the woods, but I'm still grinning.

Why? Why would I be grinning and happy even on a cool, wet day?  Well let me tell ya...

I'm done with my Spring semester college classes! ~happy dance~ I'm exhausted and my brain is still a bit soft from all of the information I forced into it this semester, but now I have the summer to get back to normal and prepare for the fall.  Thank Lupa!

I'm at a crossroads though...

What should I be doing?  I definitely need to get back on the roll of blogging, both here and over at Shapeshifter Seductions.  I need to write...but what?  Mz. Muse is spinning in circles trying to decide what she wants to work on, but she's also chomping at the bit for some reading stimulus.  What to do? What to do?

For the time being I think I'll indulge our reading needs, while jotting down story and blog post ideas. One of the ideas will grab Mz. Muse and ignite her passion. And then the writing will begin!

So, does anyone have a book recommendation for us?  These inquiring minds want to know.   

Sunday Scribblings - Bio

About Her...or, Mz. Muse as it were.

Hot damn, a chance to talk about myself, what a rare and lovely treat!  My author friend Serena has not been allowing me out nearly as much as I would like lately.  Of course, if she let me run the show things probably would go to pot very quickly...I mean, who wants to clean (make the kidlet earn her keep, I say) and cook (take-out baby!).  Yes, Serena, I see your frown, but really, my way would get lots of the stories hidden up here in your noodle out for public consumption.  That is what you want, right?  Fine, FINE...no pressing Darling Diva into service, jeez.

Anyway, about me.  I can't really give you specs on myself as I like to keep it fresh, change with each day.  While some folks change their clothes every day, I change my skin, my hair, hell even my gender when the feeling hits.  I even once came to Serena as a big ass wolf...scared the crap out of her, but it made me laugh.  I like to laugh.  I also like to cry and be a big old bitch when the occasion calls for it...  Today I'm all woman in soft silky black pants, sky high I'm all that leather boots and a flowing white shirt.  Arg, matey's.  :D

I've been the keeper of Serena's stories from the very beginning.  I've functioned as her imaginary friend, her fantasies and that whisper in the back of her mind nudging her towards writing.  She's my eyes in the world, touches to her skin exhilarate mine and the look in her alpha males eyes as he gazes upon her reminds us we are loved.  We are separate... yet we are one.

Mz. Muse

It's So Quiet...

Hello.... ~cheep, cheep go the crickets~

Wow, so school is back in session and I'm once again without Darling Diva during the days...it's so quiet around here!  No TV playing, no music, no flute, no piano, no guitar (yep she's learning that too).  It's prime writing time and Mz. Muse has extended her vacation.  She tends to desert me during the summers, but usually returns, somewhat, when school starts.  This year she's lounging on her massive purple chaise lounge with wine in one hand and chocolate in the other.  She cares not that it's only 9:30am here and insists that somewhere in the world it's drinking time.  It's funny that I should get a wine swilling ~am not~ bitch ~excuse me~ as a muse when I can only lightly engage with alcohol on my best days ~your loss~

Chocolate, of course, is universal!

I'm here Mz. Muse - ready, willing and able.  When will you be?

Monday Muse...

 
Starting off my week with a bit of groveling...  

Mz. Muse:  It was a good idea.

Me:  I'm sure it was.

Mz. Muse:  No, it was a great idea!

Me:  I'm sorry.

Mz. Muse:  No you're not, you're just saying that to get back into my good graces so I'll give you more ideas.

Me:  Not true.  I really am sorry...I don't know what happened.  One moment I was excited and agreeing with your excellent suggestions for a story, then the next I...

Mz. Muse:  Was sleeping!

Me: So, so sorry.  How can I make it up to you?

Mz. Muse:  You can't.  I'm going over here to pout in the corner and never talk to you again.  You go over there and think about what you've done.

Me:  Never?

Silence

Me:  Never ever?

Crickets

Me:  Never ever ever?

Mz. Muse: No!  Oh, you...shut up!  I must pout.

Me:  I am sorry and I love you.

Mz. Muse:  I know.  I love you too.  Go think about our problem.

Me:  I will.  I promise, but after this episode of Supernatural, okay?

Mz. Muse:  Gah!!!

Me:  I'm watching with Darling Diva...

Mz. Muse:  Fine, but only because I like her.

Friday Foto...

Okay, yes, I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff.  I think because I'm such a dreamer. 

So you see the picture above...beautiful blue sky, palm tree and boats bobbing in the warm St. Croix waters(in my mind it's warm).  Well as gorgeous as that shot is, you can go to this link http://www.gotostcroix.com/live and watch it all live!

BUT...be warned that it is a major time drain if you like seeing live shots of places you never been.  People, strangers, will meander across the screen, living their lives hundreds of miles away and you're watching.  Hey, there's a story there. 

Right now the bones of it are tickling Mz. Muses' interest.

Maybe I should go back to watching it some more and see what I get.  I'm really not trying to make excuses on this Friday afternoon... really, I'm not.  ~wink~

Have a great weekend!

 

Friday Foto...

Shared from Pinterest

Wow, so this is what my blog looks like!  LOL...I've been gone to long.  I've got no excuse except to say this has been a crazy, crazy week for me.  That being said I've decided to let Mz. Muse have her way today and post one of her fondest eye candy's - Jensen Ackles.  Heck, who can blame her, looking at the man brings to mind laughing, loving and the kind of sex that curls your toes.

Right on Mz. Muse, you have an awesome eye for the men!

Have a great weekend, Ya'll!

Monday Muse...

 

How could he have chosen the harsh, sordid promise of fame over warm love of family and friends?  He'd left the beauty, both inside and outside of this woodland home, instead, choosing the cold mechanical steel of a jet to fly him to parts unknown.  He'd sung to the ungrateful masses, fucked indiscriminately with the groupies and swilled, snorted and smoked any substance that would erase reality.


Ah, wait, that's right...love was a fallacy he'd been sucked into one to many times.  It didn't exist with his alpha, his unequivocal leader...his prick of a father. 

"Love is a weakness!" Leon bellowed at their last dinner together. "And your brand of love, Dylan, is an affront to everything that makes you the next pack leader.  Fix it...or I will!" 

Monday Muse...

Mz. Muse turned her back on me today, pissed that I'm so busy...
"When will you have time for me?" Her breathy voice makes me weak.
"I'm trying - I swear," My plea pathetic to my own ears. 
Upon my knees I beg of her,  "Bear with me a bit longer..."

"I've given you time, ideas to ponder and my voice fills your head.  Still you turn away...
This and that have come before me each and every day.  I cringe at the lists you make
with me placed at the bottom, move me up you silly pup...give me a reason to stay!"