Musing For A Muse
It seems to be that time, which I experience periodically, when a need for a muse becomes apparent. The last time the writing well went dry I did quite the search for a muse. I checked Amazon, Craig’s list, the many corners of the internet. Nada. I suppose I could put an ad in newspapers’ classifieds.
Early in the new year I purchased a small, honey-colored teddy bear from Lemon & Lavender. I was certain he came infused with fairy dust as do most items in that boutique. I thought he might become my live-in muse. As it turned out, Teddy seemed to be content to sit around looking cute and snuggly. I sit around looking glum and wanting.
I guess I was looking pathetic enough that Teddy took pity on me. He decided to spill the tea on his residence before Lemon and Lavender. Here’s what I learned.
Teddy’s homeland is called Amity Woods. Geographically speaking, Amity Woods is primarily forest lands. There are areas of wild flower meadows, rolling hills and the occasional stream. Further description of the landscape, while quite awe inspiring, is not relevant.
Since the beginning of the known history of Amity Woods, it was learned that numerous fairies oversee all of the flora and spirits oversee all of the fauna.
He really had me with the mention of fairies and spirits. However, Teddy decided he needed a nap and we would have to take this up at some other unspecified time. Thanks a lot. I was really hoping to get the goods on his besties like the hedgehog, the wild turkey, the moose, the squirrel, the possum and the pair of skunks. Nope. Nothing.
What does a person have to do to get a muse? Really. I reckon I will pack it in for now. Hope you all have a great week. BTW, if anyone learns of an out of work muse, let me know . Thanks.
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