So, as I’m sitting in my writing office catching up on my blog post reading, I run across an interesting post. It’s a great article on cultivating and recharging your creative energies. These things are all on my to-do list. Maybe I should take a break and do something other than write for a day. Then again, my nest is empty right now, so I should …
I look up from my laptop and check my non-existant watch. “Yep. Figured you’d show up about now.”
My Muse responds with an exasperated sigh. “I’ve been here, love.” He slides the ottoman–which really serves no purpose except as someplace to set my laptop when I get up from my recliner–toward him and settles on it, elbows on his knees. He must have a drawer full of fisherman’s sweaters; the one he’s wearing now is a heathered maroon. The black sweatpants aren’t as chic as the sweater, but hey, just about anything looks good on him.
“How many of those yumm–er, cozy sweaters do you have?”
An eyebrow arches. “Enough. Look, I’m not here to discuss my wardrobe.”
“Ohh, great subject. So, where did you get them? Scotland? Ireland? Are they all wool, or …”
His blue eyes lock to mine. “You’re stalling.”
It’s getting a little warm in here. I shove my sleeves to my elbows. “I’m writing.”
“You aren’t working on your WIP. You should have at least half your word quota done by now.”
“I do. The words are just in my blog post.”
“Not where they need to be, are they?” He shakes his head. “I do give you credit for trying.” He shakes a finger at me. “Try harder.”
“You know, I ran across this great blog article about …”
“Feeding the muse?” His mouth curls up at the edges. “You do realize the article is talking about the writer not the muse, don’t you?”
I open my mouth to answer, then shut it.
“It’s about opening yourself to creative energy. All those things, they encourage you to be more receptive to me. Your Muse.”
This time I concentrate on keeping my mouth shut, because I could go so many places with that. Oh boy, sooo many places.
And it is definitely getting warmer in here.
“Reading, dabbling in other creative activities, taking time to unplug and do something not specifically creative but something to help you quiet your mind. All those things make my job easier.” He retrieves a beer from the mini-fridge. “But …”
I knew it. Of course there’s a catch.
“They are not excuses to not write.” He bends until he’s level with me. “Not excuses. You do these things, and then you write, because these things help you call up creative energy. Understand?”
I swallow hard. “Yes.”
“Say it, love.”
“I can do the things, then I have to take advantage of the energy and write.”
He sits back on the ottoman. “Close enough. You have a whole day with an empty nest. I expect you to write double your quota.”
It’s going to be a nice weekend, balmy. We’ve had below zero wind chills, -20 and colder, the past two days, so I’m looking forward to temps around freezing 😀 It’ll be a nice day for a walk.
In any case, check out the article. It’s a good reminder to recharge your creative batteries every so often. I haven’t been reading much lately, but I find listening to “new age” instrumental music helps stir up my writing juices. What is your go-to activity that helps you “feed your muse”?
Have a productive and creative writing weekend!