Sometimes my Muse gives me the cold shoulder. I never know why; I can never figure out what I’ve done to tick her off.
But when my Muse is in a good mood, she cuddles up on my shoulder and whispers nice things in my ear.

That’s what happened with Perri the Poetry Fairy and The Honking Hattables. On different occasions, these words plopped into my brain like big raindrops on parched summer soil. Wowzer!
People have asked me, “How did you come up with that?” and all I can say is that the idea just hit me.

I think that inspiration lies in wait somewhere deep inside the little gray cells and jumps our when we least expect it. It’s good to be ready, tuned in. And patient.