The muse actually paid me a visit last night! And this time, I had some paper near me with which to jot it all down! (Unlike last time she showed up and I left her alone in the hotel lobby while I tried to find paper and a writing implement.) Seriously, the muse has been silent for almost a month and I’ve been left scrounging around the internet and other such research/inspirational places trying to figure out my novella…
So yeah, the muse showed up and I got the entire plot for my 3000-word steampunk superhero story nailed…
Of course, this all happened right as I was going to go to bed and after I spent about two hours researching steamboats, submarines, torpedoes, and shipwrecks… Fortunately, I’ve got it written down. Tonight, I will be writing with reckless abandon!
I also came up with a smashing first line: “I thought my hiding place was secure until someone grabbed my hair and yanked me out from behind the crates.” Unless I think of something better, that will be close to the final product…
Okay, now I have to go to work with this story playing out in my head…
How about you? When was the last time you were struck with inspiration? (And did you have access to writing tools?)
Toodles!