Still, when my phone rang at 3 AM, I wasn’t quite prepared.
“MOV, don’t
hang up,” she said, as if I would ever hang up on the source of my inspiration,
“you are my one phone call.” I heard
sirens in the background.
Turns out, she
had been arrested for resisting arrest.
“How can you
be arrested for resisting arrest?” I asked the policeman at the desk.
“Well,
technically, we pulled her over on suspicion of DUI, but then her blood alcohol
level tested clean as water. But she did
seem drunk. She’s an enigma, that one.” He shrugged, then went back to scribbling
down important police notes.
“I posted
your bail,” I said to Muse as a different policeman unlocked her cell, “you owe
me.” She guffawed. “Let me get this straight: I have inspired every word you’ve ever written, yet I owe you? Ha!”
I did not like this bitchy side of her. The policeman suppressed a smile. Even messy, Muse titillated men and women alike. She was like a magnet, a beautiful and defiant magnet.
I took a
deep breath and stated calmly, “Muse, I called an attorney. You’re paying for that, though, I don’t care
how many good ideas you have. I am
running out of patience and money.”
She
sauntered over to a small mirror hung on the side of the office and studied her
reflection. She puckered up her lips
provocatively; I thought she might kiss the glass.
“That’s
okay, I think I’m going to stay here.” She winked at me, then went back in her
cell.
**********
Don't lock her up!
ReplyDeleteToo late, YB! Time to face facts!
DeleteMuses are perverse, aren't they? Too bad you really can't fire them!
ReplyDeleteShe comes, she goes, she's on her own schedule.......
DeleteHa! So fickle...
ReplyDeleteShe has always been that way: predictably unpredictable.
DeleteYou are so good with those writing challenges that give you one word. So good! (I hope Kate Moss doesn't get upset with you.)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Couse!!! :) I always appreciate your nice comments.
Delete(And it is Kate Muse, not Kate Moss)
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ReplyDeleteI'm sure it was a lovely comment.
DeleteIf Muse and Zombie Bob run into each other, I hope he doesn't eat her brain.
ReplyDelete^THAT!
DeleteA little hint of things to come on your blog, Haley?
DeleteSet her free!
ReplyDeleteHa! YOU ROCK, Tracie!
DeleteAt least if she's locked up, you'll know where to find her when you're next looking…
ReplyDeleteLove it.
Good point! (If she doesn't sneak out a window or something.)
DeleteFantastic. Her cell was as irresistible to her as she was to others. Enjoyed this, MOV!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gina!
DeleteOh man, I want to kick that muse's BUTT. Yes, in fact, she DOES owe you.
ReplyDeleteShe owes me lots, you have no idea.
DeleteI just noticed your request for the link written out. I didn't realize blogspot didn't turn our name into a link :)
ReplyDeletehttp://jesterqueen.com
blogspot does turn your name into a link. the problem is, not everyone has their link set up right! if people take the time to write it out, then I can find them later.
Deletehere is a post I wrote about fixing your link if it is not set up right:
http://mothersofbrothersblog.blogspot.com/2012/05/762-public-service-announcement-from.html
best,
MOV
Well, that dirty, rotten Muse...I think I'd use the money I would've spent on the lawyer to bribe the jailer into putting someone real tough in the same cell. Yep, Muse just might come back begging to get out and agree to the conditions. Mean? Yes, but necessary :)
ReplyDeleteI like the way you thing, Janna!
DeleteI'm running out of money and patience - Perfect! I know the feeling. Love that she runs back into the cell. Tease.
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Thank you, Kelly!
DeleteThis is awesome--I interviewed my muse here: http://wp.me/p2gpEb-3y. LOVE your story! Funny how she locks herself back up:)
ReplyDeleteOoooh, Jennifer, just clicked over there and read it. Your Muse is a little angsty, eh? And she is a little more polished than my gal. I am pretty sure my Muse does not speak Latin.
DeleteMaybe I need a Muse upgrade???
I'm in love with that muse. What a hot chick, and smart too. Free room and board behind bards. No pun intended...LOL
ReplyDeleteAwesome,creative post, MOV...you're on the ball! ~R
Thank you, Ray (can I call you Ray?). I appreciate your nice words!
DeleteI'm in awe of your writing.
ReplyDeleteThat's all.
Oh, Jayne, you make me blush.
DeleteCool picture!
ReplyDeleteLove
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♥
thanks! thank you, Google!
DeleteBut where would the muse be without your words?
ReplyDeleteAha! See, that is exactly it. She and I are a team. And there is no "I" in "TEAM" (although, The Husband likes to point out that there is an "M" and an "E": ME).
DeleteThanks for linking up to Trifecta. I love your locked-up muse. I think you've described her perfectly: bitchy, beautiful, provocative and well aware that we need her far more than she needs us. Great job! Hope to see you back for the weekend prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I will be back!
DeleteShe's a sassy wench, alright!
ReplyDeletebirdiesiview.wordpress.com/2011/12/27/birdies-muse/
Sassy is her middle name. :)
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