A muse. The voice inside your head. The devil on your shoulder. The spark on the horizon.
My muse showed up one day while I was folding laundry. She barreled into me like a two hundred sixty pound defensive tackle. She scared the hell out of me. One minute I was folding clothes and the next I was plotting a novel. She was dogged. Morning, noon, or night she was there. Shaking me. Pushing me. Freaking me out.
Before I knew it, the book was done and so was she. Sure she’d given me the ideas for the next three novels, but she wasn’t shaking and pushing any longer. Reality set in and scared me all the more. Until I figured it out.
It takes more than a muse to become a successful author.
Too bad, I know!
But look at most successful authors. Sure, they have a muse, but those things are often fickle. They don’t rely on a muse. Successful authors know their craft and continually study to improve. They are goal oriented, determined and above all hard working people. They surround themselves with people who believe in them and shut out the nay sayers.
Above all, they are prolific.
So writers, write and write and write with or without your muse.