I Did It - Well, The Muse Did. I Helped A Little

[teddy_radiator]

Well, I know what gloves feel like now. I was labouring (and I mean labouring) over a chapter, and it was as if my Muse slipped his hands within mine and started typing. The chapter wrote itself, with me more or less an interested bystander while my fingers typed away. Well, I may be scoffed, but that's how it felt - like my hands had become the gloves he wore to type. It came out that easily, and 5K words were typed.

I had wondered exactly how to make this bridging chapter work, and I really needn't have bothered. Apparently my Muse knew exactly what to type. This must be what it feels like to draw and see something beautiful emerging from your fingers. I come from very artistic families - one side is artistic, one is musical. I got the musical genes; I can barely draw a conclusion.

And, perversely, I wish I could draw. My two visual Muses, Sempraseverus and Mimimanderly, make it look so effortless. The other day, I bemoaned to the Hubs how I wished I could draw. He turned and gave me what I call 'the look'. It is that look British men must be born with. It is deanpanned, droll and bemused.  "You play several instruments, you sing, you write. What more do you want?"

I want the Muse to drive again. That was cool.

Comments

[subversa.livejournal.com]

"I helped a little."

LOL! God, I love it when that happens. Well done, you!

(And I also wish I could draw. If I could, I would never do anything else, I think ...)

[eoforyth.livejournal.com]

Well done :)

I wish I could draw, too. I also despair at my lack of musical talent when so many of my friends (on and off LJ) are so gifted.

[mimimanderly.livejournal.com]

Isn't that the absolute BOMB when he does that?! I've occasionally had that happen, as you will hear all about if you check your e-mail. I can always tell when he's had a hand in something because it occurs effortlessly with very few corrections needed.

[beffeysue.livejournal.com]

That moment you described is my definition of genius. From out of the blue, this thought comes to mind and my own body is in the zone, taken over by "who-knows-what-or-whom," and when I come back to the present, this nearly perfect "thing" is there before me.

Awesome!

[talesofsnape.livejournal.com]

Men just don't understand when we want everything. The poor souls don't have the depth to want multiple things at once. BTW Which bit of Britain is hubby from. I have a Geordie.

[sabrebabe.livejournal.com]

*sigh*

I have the reverse problem; I can draw, but I can't *write* anything coherent, let alone good enough to call a story. I have all kinds of stuff crammed in my head for a story, but I can't make it come out.

And drawing it out as a comic book would take *years*. :P

[andyissadangel.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, we can't have everything. I wish I could play a piano, because to me it's the most beautiful instrument. But, I'm more talented in other areas. I did go to art school, but my Muse has left me, and I haven't lifted a pencil (or as I prefer pen and ink) in these 3 years. And it's getting to me, slowly.
I wish I could write, like you do, but I can't. I have all this plots and ideas, and characters and I can't make them appear on the paper or the screen. I can't.

I don't know how your Muse made you feel when writing, but I know ow mine made me when I was drawing. It was a beautiful feeling, like you can do anything, as long as you have her/him near you. And the things that came from your hands were simply stunning... Yes... I miss that feeling.
- BlueRavenAngel

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

Hee. It's wonderful when a story writes itself.

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

Oh, Blue, don't be discouraged. I was closed off from my Muse for years, because I couldn't deal with things and the stresses and depression put up a wall. But has has been patient, and he returned when I was ready.

I am very lazy, however, and sometimes he has to really nudge me to get off my fat arse and get to work. You will be amazed how the Muse will return to you if you do the slightest little thing. A little drawing here, a paragraph there. Sometimes that's all it takes for the floodgates to open and the channel between you and your Muse to reappear. Be patient. Don't give yourself a hard time about it.

Just relax, and ask for guidance, and open yourself up to it, and don't worry if it doesn't come immediately, but allow it to happen when it does. I have so much faith that you and your Muse will open to each other again.

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

Away the lads! The Hubs is from the Twickenham area, in Middlesex, mostly, but we lived in Surrey when I lived there. We moved back about 2 years ago to open the shop.

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

Maybe you could do what Sempra did to me - she drew a picture, then said, "okay, Teddy, here's something. Write something from this." The result was my first fanfic, and it broke the seal.

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

LOL, I know what you mean! I would just sit and draw. I love Sempra and Mimi's work, and they just inspire me so much - it must feel so lovely to just put a pen to paper and see something as beautiful as they create emerge on the paper beneath your hand.

I do love to write, and when something like last night happens, it does feel a little like runner's high!

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

*hugs Mimi darling*

[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

I think it must be like runner's high - but the only thing about me that runs is my nose, so I'll have to take their word for it.

[talesofsnape.livejournal.com]

I suppose somebody has to be a Southerner... but then I tell hubby that the only reason I put up with him is that he was born on the north side of Hadrian's Wall (just).

[andyissadangel.livejournal.com]

I know that some day she'll appear again. I feel her sometimes, and she urges me to draw. But that's usually when I'm half way between awake and asleep, just like your Muse. But I always fall asleep. One day, she'll appear during the day, I know that.

[sabrebabe.livejournal.com]

no, actually, the problem is *words*. I am a visual person and 80% of my "stories" are mini-movies going on in my head with some conversations going on. I literally can't think of *words* to descrive what is going on. Half the time I spend writing is also spent running to my husband trying to get the words I can't think of. I *know* there are words, I just can't seem to pull them out of my head.

I can't even remember in day-to-day conversation what words are. Common scenario in my house: "go put that in the thing in the kitchen with the food in it." or everyone's favourite: "You need to vacuum the lawn. We've got wheat gowing back there." (because I can't remember what that thing is for the grass)

It's a bit easier to type, sure, but it takes so bloody LOOOONG becuase I keep having to stop in the middle of a good run because I just can't remember what I need at that moment. It's far worse if you talk to me in person, I "blank out" a lot in mid-sentence. Yes, I have brain problems, bot much I can do about it, but it isn't very fixable and will probably only get worse as I age.

On the up side, I can still draw! But comic books take so bloody LONG to work out, just by their nature. :P

[sabrebabe.livejournal.com]

I should also mention that I've got a near-complete ss/hg story in my head that I haven't been ab le to get out in words. I have considered drawing it, but it is a very long story that takes them from primary school to just settling the dust after the final battle. (THey're the same age). Possiblity of a few short Ever After one-shots because I couldn't figure out where else to put them. THey just sort of popped up when I was plotting along one night :P