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The Hospital Crib Muse

The Hospital Crib Muse

I have a sort of muse, at least a disembodied voice that comes through loud and clear, from time to time, especially when I have been slacking off. He is a little bit intimidating. I haven’t succumbed yet to Yeats’ automatic writing exercises, but this muse has crept...
Grasping for Inspiration

Grasping for Inspiration

Grasping for inspiration has plagued many artists, and for a long while, humanity thought that there was a goddess out there in the firmament that could provide a nudge in the right direction, encouraging the artist to put pen to paper or brush to canvas.  There was...