“Tangled Musings.” “Musing,” like “muse.”

What is my muse? Where does it come from?

Let me be confess: my life is fairly dull. Pretty uneventful, pretty routine, pretty much all year. So, since this blog is said to be “Inspired by life,” maybe it comes across as rather dull, too, and I hope not, but, as Ann Beattie once said, “The problem with diaries is that every day we vacillate between examining our hangnails and speculating on cosmic order.” Maybe it’s just bound to happen.

“Muse” can be generally defined as “a source of artistic inspiration” and I think that can come from anywhere. Like, one of the short stories I put in my Creative Writing portfolio earlier this semester was actually inspired by one of my favorite iPhone apps, a Pixelberry game called Choices. A single line of dialogue in that game lent itself to seven pages’ worth of writing, and it doesn’t have to stay cut off at just seven.

Whenever people ask about my writing, I tell them that I don’t really have a genre: if I have an idea I like, then I will just take it and go. I do like to play with darker elements, and that dark piece of dialogue from Choices lent itself well to “Emmaline.” I will say, though, that my life isn’t dark at all, and maybe that influences how I like to incorporate darkness into my stories.

You know, I just thought, on my way to work this morning, that I should showcase a little of my writing here. Maybe I’ll do that… Maybe I’ll post just a snippet of “Emmaline” and you see if you can guess which line my muse might have come from. 😉

Monday Motivation, Tuesday Inspiration

Happy Tuesday to all of you bloggers and readers and people and non-people out there—and am I glad it’s Tuesday and not Monday! I went back to work today—and spilled coffee on my shirt this morning, so I joked to my coworker Victoria that “that’s how you know it’s basically Monday!”—but it’s a very short week, for which I’m grateful. Holiday break was good, but not long enough.

It can be hard to transition back to the grind after a break such as for Christmas and New Year’s, which is generally a longer break, two holidays usually spent around family right in a row, and then as slowly as it came, it quickly disappears, and…that’s it. Over.

The Arte Público office reopened yesterday, but my boss, Marina, took the day off, so so did Victoria and I. It was one of those really productive days for me where I get a lot done around the house and have a lot of time to relax at the same time—it was mostly laundry, and I think that’s why, because then I had hours to finish my book, which I did. A few other tasks here and there, too, and I drove up to Pier 1 Imports in Pearland to buy an accent chair. No Monday motivation to actually work work, and no complaints here.

As for today, a seven-hour work day and then, at home, I can imagine already how quickly the evening will pass, as it does. But there’s so much I would love to fill those hours with…

My 2017 Reading Challenge is to finish 24 books this year. Way more basic and less engaging than my friend McKenzie’s challenge, but hey, to each reader… (I finished one yesterday, so I’m off to a great start there! Yes, I started it in late December, yes, it’s one I’ve read already before, but so what? Still counts!) So I’d like to read more. Watch less TV this year, though there are already a few shows piling up on the DVR for me to see. Enjoy my accent chair. Redo my nails. Post a blog post. Go to bed early (not likely to happen) to get up early tomorrow (very likely to happen). Write, write, write…Tuesday inspiration…a line from Jennifer Weiner’s Good in Bed about the little sister flunking out of university to return home, “attend community college haphazardly,” and “major in unsuitable men.” Yes, that bears the possibility of an entirely different story…

I just love how inspiration can be found anywhere.

P.S. 2017 is a year of trying new things—as every year should be—so I ate a kumquat today for the first time, and, as Marina said when she gave it to me, “it’s an acquired taste.” It’s a small fruit with a skin like an orange, but you don’t peel it, you just pop the entire thing in your mouth and chew, and the skin is bitter but the fruit is sweet and tangy, so those flavors blend on the tongue, and it is acquired, but it wasn’t bad. Still prefer a loquat, though. 😉