I can’t really understand her!
She can ramble on without pause, gets grumpy on the days that I don’t spend enough time with her and bursts into euphoria on occasion.
Brad grinned and said, ‘Whoever said a Muse is anything but fickle?’
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Cool idea–and, yep, I haven’t figured out how to keep her around.
So clever. Fickle is just the right word for her. 🙂
Oh my! Can I relate! Fun stuff.
aw totally creative, love this one!
Why *does* she have to be so cryptic?
I laughed out loud at this one. My muse seems to have skipped the country 🙂
Well, hey, you know what you’re getting into when you dance with the muses!
Fickle indeed!
How true! 🙂
Muse – fickle? Hmm … that’s one way of looking at it.
Muse = a woman, and how she behaves very much depends on how Brad treats her … 🙂
Definitely a post, Shailaja, that tickles one’s imagination and fancy!
Charming 🙂
HUGS <3
Yeah, it always changes frequently….
Grid opens on wednesday.
Good one, Shailaja..the muse has always been an enigma! Btw, is the grid open? the link opens as “page not found” .
*elusive*
The ever illusive one!
Yes, I agree with you. The Muse has her ways.