Muse

I haven't been blogging lately because I wasn't sure anyone was reading them, but I had something so remarkable happen that I just had to tell someone, or not.

I have read recently that Agatha Christie didn't always know who the murderer was until the end of the story. She wrote on several different notebooks that also included recipes and her children's handwriting exercises.

Did you know that Stephen King also makes it up as he goes along? He begins with a "what if?" and goes from there allowing the "muse" to write the story with him. This makes me feel better about my less than prepared writing habits. (Note I didn't say riding habit which is something else altogether).

Recently it came to me out of, if not the blue then perhaps the inner part of my brain that creates independently of my conciseness; to add an entirely new parallel plot. I was simply typing the newest chapter, clear on what I was going to write about and how it would unfold, when I kind of veered off into a place I didn't plan to go at all. I didn't purposely sit and think, maybe this or that should happen, it felt more like I was writing about something that had actually occurred. I was taking dictation from my muse. Glory Hallelujah! I have a muse!

It's getting very exciting now knowing that I have a muse as a writing companion. He or she is very clever and our book is beginning to surprise and delight me.

It is a quote that is trotted out much too often but it feels right here. "I've got a job to do, too. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be any part of." Ok, so not that one, but I do think that this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.