I have a confession.
I have committed the ultimate blogging sin.
I lust after another blogger’s muse.
In my defense, I don’t have a muse. Every writer ought to have a muse, and we ARE a sharing community, right?
Fine, I might have overstepped on the “sharing” boundary, but honestly I think Kirsten has kicked Morpheus to the curb.
The last I heard, Morpheus was slurping daiquiris and chiding Kirsten for blogging when she should have been working on her novel.
He’s either lying in the gutter in a drunken stupor or Kirsten has committed Morpheus-murder.
Don’t we owe it to muses everywhere to grill Kirsten on Morpheus’s whereabouts?
(Seriously, folks, Kirsten is a talented writer worth a look-see.)