Deb Tawna is easily amused

We’re blogging about the muse this week, and I have to confess, I feel a little left out. Other writers talk about the muse and I picture some stiletto-heeled vixen hovering in their subconscious with a grammar guide and a whip she uses to gesture at the computer screen. “You really must move that sentence over there, dahling.” I don’t have a muse like that (though I do have plenty…

Friday, February 11, 2011