A Muse is like a jealous lover: all consuming, addicting, beautiful, and maddening all at the same time. They creep up on you like a thief in the night, drag you out of bed and demand that you give in to their call. And then, that moment when you are too occupied with your reality (career, kids, school, whatever) they leave you without question…they totally abandon you when you need them most leaving you alone with empty thoughts, desperate to continue with whatever your creative instinct challenged you to conceive. Sometimes, a Muse can be so cruel to leave you longing for their embrace for days like a man thirsting for just a sip of water in the desert. At that point you find yourself ready to give up and forget about the sweet seduction and the feeling of complete oneness that only your Muse can bring. You want to forget about the enchanted dance that binds creation to its creator as a single unit. So, come out Muse. Don’t leave me hanging tonight. Don’t let me forget….don’t let me forget….