The Muse is Pleased

Apparently, last night was the night my muse decided to go bug nuts crazy.

First, while and work and during a text discussion with the BFF, she decided to scrap most of book five of the supernatural series that I've been writing for several years and take it in a completely different direction.

Then she reworked the dream pattern to something she liked even better.  I guess the third time really is the charm.  We are extra super pleased with this development and we cannot wait to get started on it.  I have a feeling it may be sooner rather than later.  It now looks like this:

 Then we wrote.  We wrote and wrote and wrote.  Ultimately, we ended up keeping the first three chapters of the original version and then throwing everything else out the window and starting a war.  We are pleased by this development too. And it felt really good, because I haven't been struck by the muse in that world in so very long.  I was having DTs because of the withdrawals.  I thought she abandoned me there.  And I love those characters so very much that I didn't want to never write them again.  All I can feel is relief, like a crack whore that got her next fix. 

But was that enough for the muse?  Oh no!  Of course not!  Because, you see, we have this serial story we're going to post on the blog now don't we?  So, of course, that needed some work, too.  So, after we wrote a couple thousand words there, the muse was finally, finally, sated.  I think she had all the cocaine she could handle and she's now sleeping it off in the corner.  

I'm hoping she's jonesing for it by the time I get home from work, because I have more plans to write!