04-09-2004, 02:50 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Location: NorCal
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Describe your muse.
Steven King describes his muse as a little guy with a crew-cut and overalls who takes a dump on his head.
Some people say that their muse is their spouse or child. Me, my muse is sort of like the creature from Alien. I get an idea. It grows and forms inside, often just on the periphery of my perception. Then when I’m right in the middle of something, it explodes out of me. I need to stop whatever it is that I am doing and WRITE (or draw). I have no choice in the matter. Tell us about YOUR muse
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04-09-2004, 02:58 PM | #2 (permalink) |
follower of the child's crusade?
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mine is my ghost
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04-09-2004, 03:01 PM | #3 (permalink) |
Here
Location: Denver City Denver
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Mine comes to me in liquid form.
Mainly in the form if Lone Star (Pure. Texan. Beer.). I get more ideas when I'm half cocked. It's like people that smoke weed to write music. I drink beer to write really crappy articles. Makes sense?
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04-09-2004, 04:08 PM | #6 (permalink) |
Gastrolithuanian
Location: low-velocity Earth orbit
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Spiders, definitely spiders and they lay their eggs deep inside my brain. At anytime day or night the egg sac might burst and the babies run free. Some I smash, some I eat, some I cram into my pocket for later, some I have long-winded philosophical discussions with over coffee for hours.
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04-09-2004, 04:37 PM | #9 (permalink) | |
Comment or else!!
Location: Home sweet home
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though, sometimes, when I'm alone and it's absolutely quiet, the shits come to me.
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04-09-2004, 08:01 PM | #12 (permalink) |
King Knave
Location: Lancaster
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i thought I had a muse meant forever...
she filled me with bright ideas and shining examples showed me paths in which to go. then she left me a dried husk when th' goin' got tough. the souless bitch...probably high-tailed it back into the ether from which she came. (i'm sorry moonpie!!! i didn't mean it. please come back.)
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04-09-2004, 08:43 PM | #13 (permalink) |
lonely rolling star
Location: Seattle.
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My muse... Well I guess my muse is people. And people I've known. And my inspiration is to be as good as my peers. I know for an absolute fact that art is subjective, but its still a competition in my head. I can never ever get that out of my mind. But back to my muse... If I were to peg it on one specific thing, itd have to be the stars... Each star is essentually a sun, like our own. This sun might possibly have a system of planets, as big if not bigger than my own. That's how I think the mind must work, also how ideas work. You get the idea, and it develops as you think about it.
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04-09-2004, 09:01 PM | #14 (permalink) |
Knight of the Old Republic
Location: Winston-Salem, NC
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I've honestly never heard of the word muse in my entire life. Oh well, off to www.dictionary.com !
-Lasereth
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04-09-2004, 09:18 PM | #15 (permalink) | |
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Mine is a string, like that on a violin. When all is well, it stays silent, and does not vibrate...But when things start to go bad, and my world starts to shake, then it starts shaking with it, producing tunes, and forcing me to write and write and pour it all out in to my journal....
I think that's my muse?
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04-10-2004, 09:28 AM | #20 (permalink) |
Rawr!
Location: Edmontania
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My muse is like a tide. I feel it swell inside me and for a few hours all I can do I draw or paint and then a few hours later It sweeps away and I'm finished for a bit. But like a tide it is regular and I know it'll be back, and I get excited thinking about it
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04-11-2004, 06:20 PM | #25 (permalink) |
Once upon a time...
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It's a microsoft Intellipoint Optical US...
Oh, *muse* I find silence and solitude draw my creativity.
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