.: Idle Musings of a Random Mind :.
State your intentions, Muse. I know you're there.
Dead bards who pined for you have said
You're the bright flame, but fickle as the air.
My pen and I, submerged in liquid shade,
Much dark can spread, on days and over reams,
But without you, no radiance can shed.
Why rustle in the dark, when fledged with fire?
Craze the night with flails of light. Reave
Your turbid shroud. Bestow what I require.
But you're not in the dark. I do believe
I swim, like a squid, in clouds of my own make,
To you, offensive. To us both, opaque.
What's constituted so, only a pen
Can penetrate. I have one here; let's go....
(Neil Stephenson)
I am still chasing my Muse. I want to write. I want to find the magic. Unfortunately, trying to save the world and my duties as wife, mother and daughter seem to demand my energies, and leave me with little or no time to chase my artistic bents. ::twinkles::Life as "super woman" sucks at times. Personally, I prefer Cat woman...but that is a whole different story.
Still...I am trying. In an effort to regain my stride, I am updating Dagny and Jeb. I invite critiques, and already have received some excellent advice. Often, a fresh view helps one's perspective, if only to catch those annoying little errors we all seem to miss when we are too close to a project.
So...humour my absences, and feel free to throw in your critiques as I update "Wooden Crates."
Mon amour très grand à vous tout, mes amis!
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JDT
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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. -Heb. 11:1
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