I don’t find her. She stalks me, often pouncing when I’m in the shower. There’s something about hot water on my head that rouses her. She is willful and sometimes capricious leading me in one direction and then another until I lose my way and have to start over.
My muse is a bitch at times. Then the question becomes not how to find her but how to tame her.
- Prayer to a Muse (ogirlsays.wordpress.com)