So I didn’t get around to explaining in the next post but I will hope you’ll forgive me for that.
Miss Brennan (The Illustrator) and I have been friends since fifteen/sixteen and acquaintances the few years previous to that. I’m unsure how we became friends exactly, but somehow we did and now we possess a friendship of terrifying eccentricity and mutual adoration. However, that wasn’t what I wanted to ramble on at you about and if you are still reading then congratulations, your attention span is quite impressive.
As the really rather bad pun in title suggests, I wanted to talk about those we would call our Muse, and the things that inspire us to create. I wrote before I met Toni, I knew I wanted to be an author before we became good friends, her presence had nothing to do with my growing love of literature and all it’s encompassing randomness. Toni was simply someone who understood and shared in that randomness.
I think that’s what finding your Muse is. It is finding someone who will geek out over plot twists in books, Tom Hiddleston in Shakespeare, words like Uxorious [Excessively fond of one’s wife]. I don’t believe they even have to inspire you to write more or draw more or create more, just to be passionate about the things you love. Do you agree?
[Please say someone gets the Disney Mulan reference.]