Tag: autobiographical fiction

As someone with an active imagination, there is one question I‘m most often asked.

“Where do you get your ideas?“

This may seem like a simple enough question, but it‘s one that generally draws a blip whenever I‘m asked. The short answer is Everywhere. But this falls short, and I know it does.

This latest work of fiction is my way of expressing all this elusive stuff, my attempt to answer that question better.

GET TO KNOW MY DARK TANGLE OF A MUSE IN THIS QUIRKY, AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL FANTASY STORY.

POSTED HERE EXCLUSIVELY AND IN ITS ENTIRETY FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT.

The first time I encountered my Muse, I just totally freaked out and screamed my head off. I wasn’t even writing at the time, and also not painting. In fact, I was hardly ever doing anything at all in those days. It was more my habit to lay my head on my pillow, close my eyes, and let my imagination drift. Outwardly I suppose I must have seemed like a lazy kid, a slightly stupid daydreamer, but in my own mind at least, I was extremely busy.