Translation: "Stan Lee is wrong. Jon, my husband Jon, is right. See, my husband is better than Stan Lee." Of course, Jon's wrong.
I wrote a dorky, awkward, self-involved post on my journal about how my "muse" was a mule a long time ago. Now I want to delete it because of LKH's horse-muse thing. I thought her muse was a bored rape victim anyway?
"Now I’m in the room alone with all my loves out doing different things." Ruh-roh. And if she's supposed to be working on her book, shouldn't she be working on her book? Not writing an incredibly long, pointless blog post?
"My muse and I sit in the darkened room together, we are writing, and we are content." Keep telling yourself that, Laurell.
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Date: 2015-09-10 07:00 am (UTC)I wrote a dorky, awkward, self-involved post on my journal about how my "muse" was a mule a long time ago. Now I want to delete it because of LKH's horse-muse thing. I thought her muse was a bored rape victim anyway?
"Now I’m in the room alone with all my loves out doing different things." Ruh-roh. And if she's supposed to be working on her book, shouldn't she be working on her book? Not writing an incredibly long, pointless blog post?
"My muse and I sit in the darkened room together, we are writing, and we are content." Keep telling yourself that, Laurell.