Stairs are in my dreams and in my reality.
“Go down and see what’s there.”
Me: “The steps, do you think they are even?”
“are any of us even?”
Me: “good point, I’ll try my luck on them.”
“What if you hop on every other one?”
Me: “what would be the point of that, I could fall?!”
“Isn’t it just fun to hop, sometimes, you know for no reason?”
Me: “Oh, good idea”
“BRB, I have to go attack a hawk with my murder. CAW. CAW.”
Me: “But, wait, you are my muse?
Diana Wallace Peach, from Myths of the Mirror, made an interesting challenge for bloggers and artists this month to write a dialogue with one or more of their muses. I’m not really a writer, so this was me trying my best. My muses don’t usually strike up a conversation. But this one did come along for the challenge, er, nudge me down the steps. I wonder what will happen when I take the muse’s advice and hop down those steps, just for fun. Diana’s site is here.