Personify your muse

My muse alternately practices her tap dancing, clogging, and/or the Ancient Scottish Martial Art of Boot-In upon my consciousness. She’s managed to translate kinetics into verbiage, motivate textural regurgitation at the keyboard, and distract from slogging out from under the backlog with shiny new backlog showered not-so-daintily atop the mass.

She’s been less coherent of late, leading to fragmentary pieces scattered hither-and-yon blocking continued or new developments. Anyone know how to get a good therapist for a muse?
 
Janice. Her name is Janice, Jan for short.

She leaves me bits and pieces, like feral kittens. Characters, scenes, titles, sometimes nothing more than a line of dialog or exposition.

I'm supposed to figure out where it goes or what to do with it. She will only insist I do something, anything with it. Mostly to come back and say, "No, not like that."
 
I've been working sporadically on a story of a blocked writer in need of a muse. Clio is all booked up, as are her sisters. Terpsichore is the only muse with an opening in her appointment book, so she's sent to help him. She takes him to ballets and other dances, but it's an art form he never appreciated, so communication and inspiration become quite disjoint. Hopefully someone will inspire me on how to work it all out.
I do not envy you. I'd let you borrow one of my old muses, but they got bored of me and left.
 
I'm still in search of my muse. I write in hope of finding her one day.
I don't mean to be intrusive, but who, or what - if there is such a thing as a muse - inspired you to write the sixty-two stories you do have on here?
 
My current muse is riding my ass and pulling my ears since my hair is too short.
 
I don't mean to be intrusive, but who, or what - if there is such a thing as a muse - inspired you to write the sixty-two stories you do have on here?

Totally fair question. I think in part my stories are inspired by my quest for a muse I haven't found yet, but that exists in some not-entirely-determined-form in my imagination. You could see them as aspirational.
 
My muse is an incredibly sarcastic and bawdy woman with a great set of tits who is a deeply sympathetic on the inside.

She knows she can't ask me what is wrong directly because that just makes her sympathy seem fake but she can coax it out in a story and a joke.

She knows that when I say I need a blowjob I need a hug, when I say I need a hug I need head scratches until I fall asleep, and when I say I am tired it is time for her to climb on top and fuck my brains out.
 
I suppose my female characters are my muses or my muses become the characters. Maybe the distinction is not important. It can be satisfying to let them narrate their own stories and see what they come up with.
 
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She's an often leather-clad, fifth degree-blackbelt, ex-stripper auto mechanic who's my wife and soulmate. Tall, almost five nine, short sandy brown hair, blue-eyed, small-breasted, lesbian beauty (who can't cook for shit), but she loves me with every fiber of her being, and I love her back the same way. The one in my head looks just like her. But often runs off with a bottle of bourbon and heads to Florida for fun in the sun right when I need her to help me. Then I have to rely on the one I'm married to, and that seems to work just fine.
 
A hot curvy redhead similar in appearance and personality to Natasha Romanov, Susan Ivanova, Female Sheppard from Mass Effect, and Lisa Coleman from my stories. Badass, bisexual, expert in psychology. Mess with her at your peril.
 
My muse, that fickle bitch, having abandoned me as I neared the end of a 12k sword & sorcery story, is now demanding I write about a middle-aged woman's adventures as a landlady. I'm not sure whether she wants me to go in-depth with her first tenants - a young couple - or write it as episodes with different tenants.
 
My muse, that fickle bitch, having abandoned me as I neared the end of a 12k sword & sorcery story, is now demanding I write about a middle-aged woman's adventures as a landlady. I'm not sure whether she wants me to go in-depth with her first tenants - a young couple - or write it as episodes with different tenants.
I think your muse had been chatting with my muse.
 
What does MPD mean?
Multiple Persona Disorder, a psychiatric illness where different personalities share a single human body. The treatment procedure is (greatly simplified) typically to bring awareness of the other personalities to each other, and let them merge into a single one over time.
 
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