I am a writer and one day while attending a literary lunch, I was seated at a table with four ladies.
Now, I had recently been fighting an extreme case of writer’s block and I felt that I had lost my MUSE!
These four ladies were all of a “certain age” as I am.
I thought: Could one of these ladies be my replacement MUSE?
One lady was a retired math teacher.
One lady was a retired doctor who was an anaesthetist.
One lady was a Merry Widow.
And her friend, was just Merry!
“Ladies, I am looking for a new MUSE. I am considering one of you for the job!”
They all looked at me in amazement!
The retired math teacher said: “That sounds interesting.”
The retired anaesthetist said: “Well, I could put you to sleep and you would feel no pain.”
The Merry Widow said: “I’m up for it, anything for some excitement.”
And finally, Merry said: “What exactly is a MUSE?”
“Well, it’s an inspirational force, usually personified by a woman, that keeps a creative artist full of energy and ideas.”
All the ladies said they would love to be my MUSE.
The retired anaesthetist said: “What would we have to do?”
“You will have to keep me writing by supplying the words that I need. I always need lots of words!”
Everyone seemed to be in agreement that they could fill me with energy and supply lots of words for me. So I folded up four pieces of paper, three were blank, and one said: “You’re my MUSE!”
I put the bits of folded paper in a bag and each lady drew one.
I wondered who would win.
The next thing I knew I was asleep with my pen in my hand!!!