tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9604161.post113237396419484890..comments2024-01-07T00:44:10.737-08:00Comments on Lisa Snellings: The Prodigal ReturnsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17033378825749946868noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9604161.post-1132567150145533552005-11-21T01:59:00.000-08:002005-11-21T01:59:00.000-08:00What I want to know is, how big were the footprint...What I want to know is, how big were the footprints (Orion-sized, maybe?) and what did you find at the end of the trail?<BR/><BR/>Yeah, I know... my mind runs on inessentials. But I'm glad your inspiration turned up.Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14530845147391401083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9604161.post-1132463543027751882005-11-19T21:12:00.000-08:002005-11-19T21:12:00.000-08:00i'm not completely sure that her muse is offended....i'm not completely sure that her muse is offended. It seems to me that, by focusing on another task, her mind was opened, so to speak. Opened to the muse, even if on a subconscious level. i think it's similar to what someone does, while meditating, or conducting a ritual to the muse (or the goddess), just not on purpose.<BR/><BR/>And of course, the muse did appear, even though Lisa didn't say specifically just **what** inspiration came to her at last :-)ravynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08232186304056487987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9604161.post-1132443507534880632005-11-19T15:38:00.000-08:002005-11-19T15:38:00.000-08:00}My experiences don’t lend themselves to belief in...}My experiences don’t lend themselves to belief in the muse, in the divine, in the gift. <BR/><BR/>Ah, well, maybe that's why, your muse is probably pretty offended by all this disbelief. And since you don't believe in her, you never offer her a cookie, or some cheese (rat muses being very partial to both), so I can well understand her being quite put out with you. Muses don't take such slights well, I know, mine went out to the garden one night and hung herself from the elm tree many years ago. When you consider that I have neither elm nor garden, you can understand just how much pique must have been involved. So I would think that a statue, perhaps a small altar and an occasional sacrificial Edam, and maybe a sign designating your workshop as a "no traps" zone might help. Just my take on the situation, but what do I know?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9604161.post-1132441130306684782005-11-19T14:58:00.000-08:002005-11-19T14:58:00.000-08:00I just finished reading "Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk...I just finished reading "Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk. S'a very good book. Your post sounds alot like what the character in the books says...little bits of nothingness assembling themselves into something important... and where inspiration comes from.<BR/><BR/>I highly recommend you read it, at least for a nihilistic laugh.<BR/><BR/>Luvvies,<BR/>vandavandalunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00542321648325168156noreply@blogger.com