The Life of a Muse
Depending on the mood I am in, I like to inspire Mom by curling up on her lap and going to sleep for at least an hour. This way she feels obligated to stay still and if she has her other laptop on hand, she just has to write. Of course I am her favorite laptop. Hee hee.
The other way I inspire is by being cute. This involves just being myself. I purr, look up at Mom with my big green eyes and tilt my head just so. Sometimes I stretch or arch my back a certain way or push my head under her hand for a good head scratching. How does this work? By showing off my cuteness, I inspire Mom to think of beauty and give her the desire to create beautiful things with words.
It’s not easy being a muse of sorts. It takes a long time to purr-fect just the right look, or the way I stretch out one of legs and lick my paws or act cute by wriggling on my back, half curled on the floor. That’s a difficult one.
Concerned that she is sitting too much lately, I occasionally get Mom to chase me for a good work out. Whether I am just being cute and want to play hide and seek in the house, or I dash outside, when the door is open a crack, to upset her, I get her heart pumping and more blood to the brain, so she can think more clearly and write even better.
Of course there are the ideas I plant in her mind, such as an entire series of novels with a mindreading cat as the main character. She just hasn’t taken me up on that one yet.
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