My muse happens to be a guy. For a long time I fought the notion that he was my muse. But now I'm doing NaNoWriMo and bringing back a character, based on him, that I invented more than 20 years ago. The words and ideas are flowing like crazy and I'm even ahead of my word count goal.
But it's not just that. I've already written one short story inspired by him and I'm nearly finished with another. A couple more, both inspired by him, are percolating in my brain.
He helped me when he was alive. Seems as if he's still helping me now.
As I told him many moons ago, "I told you that you have my undying gratitude. Now you have it in writing."
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