Another Argument With My Muse

“You woke me up at 2:30 this morning, Muse! What do you think you are doing?”
“I wanted to write a haiku.”
“Ridiculous! I need my beauty rest.”
“It doesn’t matter how long you sleep — it’s not going to help you.”
“Don’t get funny.”
“But, you always tell me you want me to be funny. Let’s just write a haiku.”
“We don’t have time.”
“Tiny green tendrils…”
“I told you we have other things to do. Do you see this list of things that have to be finished today?”
“I’d rather play in the garden. Do you see the tiny plants that are beginning to peek out of the earth? Don’t you hear the mockingbird singing?”
“You know how I feel about mockingbirds … they are as bad about letting me sleep as you are. So let’s get these contracts finished.”
“Nope. I’m writing a haiku: Tiny green tendrils, Reaching for the Sun’s bright face….”
“You’ll write a haiku when I say you can write a haiku. I have comments to answer, 3 contracts to write, and we have to change the litter box.”
“Six Flags would be more fun. Can we go to Six Flags? Can we, can we, huh?”
“Six Flags isn’t open today! Besides we can’t afford it. They charge too much for admission, and just buying a soda costs six dollars!”
“Yes, we can! Didn’t you see that the Six Flags stocks fell so low that they are no longer listed on the New York Stock Exchange? Stock shares are only a dollar! We could trade in six shares of stock and buy a small coke. I wanna ride The Sasquatch!”
“You throw up when we ride thrill rides!”
“Oh. I forgot. Well, then I’m gonna write a haiku: Tiny green tendrils, Reaching for the Sun’s bright face, Kissed by His grace.”
“That’s stupid! ‘Kissed by His grace’ is not five syllables.”
“It is if you say ‘Kiss-ed.‘ Try it like that.”
“How pretentious can you be?”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

[Editor's Note: Shelly's Abusive Muse is placated with coffee and chocolate while she writes contracts, answers comments, and empties the cat litter box. She will be trying to visit blogs today, so if she hasn't commented at your place in awhile, drop her a comment and she will swing by to visit. Feel free to leave a link to one of your posts that you think seriously rocks.]

“Mmffmmlmffng!”
“Shut up and eat more chocolate. Do you think you always have to have the last word?”
“mmmff”
[sigh]

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4. My Muse Assures Me That Grief Is Good
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Tagged as: humor, muse, Six Flags