When's yours? Mine tends to be in the morning around breakfast, over coffee. Like this morning when this stanza I had been mulling over during the last week came to me. I'm not sure it'll get included in SAINT RINGO—whether it'll make the cut—but there it is.
Oh, right. How often does the muse come to you when you're really 'not ready?' I mean, like ready as in you're sitting at your working desk or standing at your easel in the studio. But rather—like this morning—you're scrambling to find a pencil or a pen or a sharp stick, for Pete's sake! And paper? Uh? This envelope from the Registry will have to do.
And it did.
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