Facets of a Muse

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Musing Mysteries, Part 5


A fedora and bullwhip greet me as centerpieces on my writing desk. indianna-jones-hat-whip

Oh boy.

I glance around my writing office. I’m alone, along with an empty beer bottle on top of the mini-fridge over by the recliners. So he did find my note.

“Yes, I found your note, love.” The door to my writing office slams shut, the sound echoing in the confines. I can feel my Muse behind me, but I don’t dare turn around.

“Hey, it was family stuff. No getting out of it. Besides, it was fun.”

“Uh huh.” He edges past me, the scent of beer and fried food in his wake. My Muse’s pale gray button-down shirt hangs untucked over black jeans, the sleeves unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows. Blue eyes lock to mine as he crosses his arms on his solid chest. “Since when is it acceptable to leave me a fecking note? Better yet, when is it acceptable to not tell me you’re going to be out instead of here writing?”

Crap. “Hey, at least I left a note.” Which is more than I can say for some people. “Let me guess. You and Mr. E crawled a few pubs. At least you don’t smell like smoke. I thought Mae was working on her new series. How did E manage a night off?” I pick up a marker for the white board and add to the list. Maybe I can distract him. “We’re done with clues–for my presentation. Next is red herrings, but everyone knows about mis-direction. How about we start with ‘Whaddya know’?”

“How about we finish our discussion on why you didn’t tell me you were going to be out last weekend? Did you finish your plot rewrite?”

Er. About that. “Getting there. I’ve been working on it during my lunch breaks.”

“Uh huh. How’s that going for you, love?”

“Slow.” Anyway. “Character knowledge is next on the list.” I scribble behind my last entry. “The protagonist can’t be a know-it-all. It’s a good reason to have supporting characters, because they can fill in the gaps.”

“We weren’t finished talking about your plot.”

Technically, no. But realistically, this is kinda where I’m at. “Fine. My protagonist needs to figure out who killed her mentor and why. Her boyfriend is the cop. So, he knows how to track down clues. She knows the victim and the area. Well, sort of the area since it’s been six years since she’s lived there.”ย I’m afraid to turn around; I can feel his stare drilling into my shoulders. “See, character knowledge, with clues thrown in.”

I can’t see him behind me, and I can’t hear him, but after a moment I can feel him behind me. The air is charged with Muse energy, like on a hot summer day just before the storm starts with rain, thunder, and lightning. Lots of lightning. Enough to make your hair twitch. “You will finish the plot this weekend, right, love?” He’s so close I can smell the onion rings he must have had at whatever pub he and Mr. E visited. And bitter notes of Guinness stout.

“That’s the plan.” After I finish reading the revised author welcome packet from my editor, and redoing the information packet she sent me yesterday.

“Good. Because I’m sticking around this weekend to make sure you work on it.”

Oh, goody. “Great!” Uff-da.

Don’t forget daylight saving time tonight (well, technically tomorrow morning at 2am) for those in the US (and not in Arizona or Hawaii)–Spring Ahead!

After getting another 9-10 inches of snow earlier this week, we might finally be turning the corner. Next week will be ten or more degrees above freezing. I so can’t wait for spring!

Have a great weekend, and get some writing on!

Author: Julie Holmes, author

A fiction writer since elementary school (many years ago), and NaNoWriMo annual participant for over a decade, I have been published in small press magazines such as "Fighting Chance" and "The Galactic Citizen". I write adult mystery with a touch of romance, mystery with extrasensory elements, contemporary fantasy, and epic fantasy, and I'm represented by the fabulous Cynthia Zigmund of Second City Publishing Services. My debut novel, "Murder in Plane Sight", has been released by Camel Press (an imprint of Coffeetown Press/Epicenter Press). In real life, I am a technical writer and empty-nester with a wonderful hubby, one cat (what writer doesn't have cats??), two dogs, six chickens, and more chipmunks, squirrels, and rabbits than any garden should have to deal with. My garden, our hobby farm, and Nature's annual seasons are some of my muses.

19 thoughts on “Musing Mysteries, Part 5

  1. Julie, I can’t help laughing at you and your Hunk of a muse. Must be difficult to concentrate….hmm?๐Ÿ˜Š
    Good luck with your work, may it sail easy.

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  2. I really do like the dialogue between you and the Muse, Julie! This is great.

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  3. Love how your muse keeps you in line. Great attempt at distraction, though. (And nice way to fill in some exposition along the way. Subtle.)

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  4. Julie, I feared you’d get in trouble upon your return!! ๐Ÿ˜€ He wasn’t pleased with just the note then! I’m so glad you had a good time away at the wedding and you seem organised in your thoughts. Your brainstorming here with your muse is giving us titbits of your book … interesting… Yeah, Spring hours for you already! Here it is another two weeks until the clocks go forward but it’s relatively warm – a pleasant 12 degrees centirgrade and daffodils and crocuses are blooming beautifully. Happy Writing to you too, my friend! โœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ˜€

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    • You have crocuses and daffodils already? Lucky you! It’s snowing again this morning, but a light, fluffy snow. We’re not supposed to get a lot. This week will be warm–in the 40s F to almost 50F. Yippee! Closer to spring. I started my seeds last weekend, and they’re starting to come up. There’s nothing quite like baby plants to make one think of spring ๐Ÿ˜€

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  5. Hey, E crawled back reeking of beer too, but he managed to motivate me into 3500K today. That ups me to 13,500K in a week, so I’ll take it despite the wayward pub crawl.

    Man–9 to 10 inches of snow? That sucks buckets. We were supposed to get SLAMMED by a nor’easter. Weathermen predicted 6 to 12 inches. Business shut down, schools closed. We had two flurries. It became known as “the non-snow event.”

    P.S….that outfit your muse has on? One of my absolute favorite looks (don’t tell Mr. E.)

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    • Holy cow! 13.5K in a week! Woo-hoo! So, maybe we can switch muses for a week or two…

      Yep, snow. Ugh. Got a dusting this weekend again. On the bright side, only two weeks until spring!! (not that it matters snow-wise–the joys of living in MN ๐Ÿ™‚ ) My seedlings are starting to come up, so now the spring fever is getting worse. There’s something about baby plants…

      *Snicker* Maybe I’ll suggest to my Muse to suggest to Mr. E that it’s okay to not wear all black all the time ๐Ÿ˜€

      Have a great week, Mae!

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  6. And now I want a Guinness with onion rings. Tell your muse he may keep you in line, but he is a bad influence on me. Once I dig out from another two feet of snow from todayโ€™s โ€˜weather eventโ€™ that lasts until Thursday, Iโ€™m heading for a pub. ๐Ÿบ

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  7. Your muse is a taskmaster! Effective? It wouldn’t work with me. I have too much maverick in me!

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  8. You are so methodical! At least you seem that way. Great energy between you and the Muse. Always makes me smile, even when he’s cracking that whip. Happy Writing!

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