tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post4062574101516586084..comments2013-12-01T12:17:04.807-08:00Comments on David H. Keith - Writer, Editor: A Muse By Any Other NameDavid H. Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02008028790219251938noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-34165088707058269712013-03-08T16:38:15.092-08:002013-03-08T16:38:15.092-08:00Any idea where the butterfly flies off to? Just a...Any idea where the butterfly flies off to? Just a general location would suffice as I think it took my own personal critter with it and it is refusing to return. <br /><br />*sigh*Traceynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-12751676924786026562013-02-26T16:40:45.390-08:002013-02-26T16:40:45.390-08:00David, that's it exactly; the stories go just ...David, that's it exactly; the stories go just where they are meant to land, which is a lesson in itself. My current WIP started off exploring an eccentric young woman, and has morphed into something much deeper, history and honor entwined with the original idea. I cannot corral it back to what initially was intended, for like you, I'm just a secretary for those characters, and those that turn up along the way.<br /><br />Looking forward to reading the new story too, btw... :)Anna Scott Grahamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02744202738210301084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-36111188767054619352013-02-25T18:46:11.218-08:002013-02-25T18:46:11.218-08:00Hi, Anna. Thank you for your kind comments. I'...Hi, Anna. Thank you for your kind comments. I'm glad you like the post - and Catfish. And, no, that's not my muse's name as far as I know. Truth be told, I'm not sure what the lady's name is. She's an enigmatic lady, that one.<br /><br />I think muses strike in all manner of ways, perhaps partly because of the target's receptivity to them. Maybe mine knows I have little time to write, so takes some sort of pity on me. I wish she wouldn't, but there it is.<br /><br />Like you, I let the characters tell their stories in their own words. I like to say that I'm just their hands and arms, their secretary, as it were. Instead of my perching on their laps, though, they perch themselves on my shoulder. I'm good with that, even with those whose stories are painful. I tell people that we writers are just conduits for our muse. I'm good with that, too.<br /><br />Of course, I must put in a plug for my latest, <i>Tales from the Painted Door II: Wallace</i>. That one, too, didn't go where I had originally envisioned; rather, it went where it was supposed to go.David H. Keithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02008028790219251938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-88186924763722970332013-02-25T18:29:54.999-08:002013-02-25T18:29:54.999-08:00I rather love this post, because the muse is all i...I rather love this post, because the muse is all important, and I think I really like Catfish for a moniker.<br /><br />My muse works in the manner of an idea forcing me to write the whole blasted thing, which is fine, except that I know for X amount of days, my life will revolve around writing. That occurred last week, and while I'm rolling now, the acceptance of it's time to write a novel was a bit jarring. I had been enjoying a bit of quiet, poking at some pieces, and suddenly I'm thrust in a story that is having its way with me. Good thing I;m starting to enjoy it.<br /><br />I loved Alysse, and am fascinated how it became a piece different than how it was first envisioned. Yet, this is sometimes how the story evolves. I set aside one manuscript last autumn, unable to return to it, and I wonder if/when I do, how will it change? Some, none, completely; that alone could bring me back to it. A wonderful post David!Anna Scott Grahamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02744202738210301084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-6275684376659941672013-02-21T22:34:33.645-08:002013-02-21T22:34:33.645-08:00We all have our muses, Suzy, even if she disguises...We all have our muses, Suzy, even if she disguises herself as lost pieces of paper. You are lucky that your own muse is more steadfast than mine - or, perhaps, the fault is within me.David H. Keithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02008028790219251938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175604290672765639.post-48099248204634848412013-02-20T05:11:37.718-08:002013-02-20T05:11:37.718-08:00An interesting perception of how inspiration prese...An interesting perception of how inspiration presents itself to Dave. He has spoken convincingly of the Muse Butterfly but I perceive my Muse as something much more substantial, less fragile<br /><br />In my chaotic world, it is a misplaced piece of paper holding essential information. I use a square of stiff carton to note all my sign-in information on the internet. My working area is a mass of papers and books and general miscellany so that that piece of paper holding inspiration can soon be buried, mislaid amongst the clutter. It is well camouflaged as is the tree in the forest. <br />I have spent many an hour searching for that scrap of paper and even when I can't locate it, I just know that I will stumble on it the day I'm not looking. <br /><br />It may be considered cheating but I often have several stories on the go at once. I reckon that with all those extra pieces of paper in the pile, I'm bound to pick up one of them every now and then. The adrenalin it injects into my writing has often been well worth the wait.t!<br />Now where did I put that last piece of paper...?<br /><br />SuzySuzy Stewart Dubothttp://www.suzy-stewart-dubot.com/noreply@blogger.com