When I talk about meeting my muse, I want you to understand. I do not refer to something a guitar-carrying (though not playing) hipster might say trying to wrangle his way into a co-ed’s bed. I am talking full-on Ancient Greek Goddess (though I haven’t yet figured out which one, since the novel didn’t exist when the Muses were extant). But, extant they still are. Continue reading
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