MUSE MISSING
Not the band,
obviously, this is a blog, not a headline.
No, my muse
has gone missing. I haven’t done
anything new in days. I have edited part
of my next book, improvements I think, but not got anything new. I’ve blogged before about two new characters,
Mac and Mc, by the way not sure I’ve mentioned that before. Well last week I wrote another short with
them, and again it worked well, so well in fact that I think it’s better than
the one I originally wrote for the short story competition that brought Mac and
Mc into life. That’s now led to me
questioning how good the first story is and whether or not it’s worth entering
in the competition at all.
Oh, self
doubt thou art the bane of my life!
A couple of
days ago – now wait – it was last Saturday (Thursday today) I finished The Impossible Dead by Ian Rankin. I’m not the greatest Rankin fan, though there
is a whole bookshelf in this house dedicated to his books, those books belong
to my husband who is a Rebus fan. I’ve
given Rebus a go, but just can’t get into that series. The Malcolm Fox books, however, I enjoy a
lot. I’m not giving anything away to say
that I’ve brought my hubby Standing In
Another Mans Grave for Christmas. Original idea was to surprise him, but we
were in town a couple of weeks ago and he said he was going to buy it, so I had
to tell him it was already hidden and ready for him for Christmas. This book features both Rebus and Fox so it should
be an interesting read, and I get second dibs on the book.
What’s a
bit of a coincidence is that since then I’ve started reading Siege by Simon Kernick, I’m only a few
pages in, but the story includes a character named Fox. I’ve also got a book by Zoe Sharp, Killer Instinct which is the first of
her Charlie Fox series. And that’s before I mentioned Fox Mulder and Fantastic Mr Fox. Doubtless there are other wilily foxes out
there, but these are the one’s I’ve come across.
You might
wonder what any of this has to do with a missing muse, I did when I started
writing this, well I’ll get to that. But
since I started writing, I’ve done a search on the names of the muses and what
they are supposed to inspire, and I was rather surprised to see that there is
no muse for literature, though there are two for poetry, Calliope and Euterpe,
one for comedy, Thalia and one for tragedy Melpomene, so maybe writers
have many muses. By the way, I’ve
checked several sites and they’re all slightly different and I’m no classics
student, so forgive me if my interpretation differs from yours.
But for now
let us assume that either one of the muses, or a collection there of, are
inspiring the writers of the world, does this explain the frequency of similar
names or themes? No, not really, it’s
just part of the law of very large numbers, but that’s rather boring and
scientific, so for the moment I’m going back to the fanciful.
So my muse
is missing, after all the centuries she’s been doing the job, she deserves a
break, right? Probably needs to catch up
on some beauty sleep, though if the myths are to be believed, beauty isn’t a
problem for any of them. Oh well, that’s
my rambling over, let’s hope the muses sleep well and awake refreshed ready to
spread inspiration to us all.
Night night
then.
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