Autumn

Autumn

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Standby

As soon as my muse surfaces this blog will return to normal. As it stands madam muse only weeps sad words and I've restricted her to the closet until further notice. Then again, she is a forceful and worthy foe and it's possible she'll kick my butt and the resulting dismal tale will be posted.

Perhaps I should rephrase the structure of my first sentence. Muse is here, she's just hardheaded and determined I dictate her words. Muse hates reluctance. 

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Stephen

18 comments:

  1. I have that problem. Threatening to bitch slap her only makes it worse. Scotch usually helps.

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  2. Take your time. We'll wait on the front
    stoop for 'ya ....

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  3. Just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

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  4. Boss just go with the flow. Let it purge itself and you might them be able to let it go and move forwards.

    Of course, this is coming from someone who can't maintain a blog for more than 3 or 4 months at a time....

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    1. The flow has bumps....thanks, my friend.

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  5. We've not shied away from hard words before, Stephen. Say what needs saying, when you can, and we'll still be here.

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    1. It haunts me...one day, perhaps. Thanks, my friend.

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  6. So many loving voices here, Stephen. May the care and respect of these good people help assure you of your worthiness . . . the essential decency and good that is your heart.

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    1. Thanks, Cathy...you are a blessing.

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  7. Awfully quiet around here.
    Hope you're out enjoying the nice weather.
    Drop me a line if you are in need.

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    1. Thank you, my friend...and, ditto.

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