Saturday, October 16, 2010
Meet The Muses: A High-Class Hillbilly Writer & Her Muse Lucky Lucy
Today, here in D. D. Scott-ville, y'all are in for a real hoot of a treat!
To celebrate yesterday's release of MUSE THERAPY: UNLEASHING YOUR INNER SYBIL, I'm hosting a Saturday Series of Meet-and-Greet the Muses.
And here to get us going in one heckuva fun way are a couple of my new BFF's, the amazing, High-Class Hillbilly Writer herself Tonya Kappes (http://tonyakappes.com) and her super-sassy muse Lucky Lucy...
So here we go...straight from Tonya and Lucky Lucy's world...
Writing is NOT easy or for the faint at heart. BUT when your muse isn’t cooperating, writing is damn near impossible!
Let me rewind. . .
Three years ago my DH (dear husband) asked, “Can I talk to you?”
With a scowl on my face, I removed my nose from the crease of Jane Porter’s latest novel Odd Mom Out. Carefully I placed this precious piece of work in my lap and softly spoke, “This better be good.”
I noticed a little sweat above his brow and a nervous twitch in the corner of his lip. “I. . ., er, I think you need to write a novel. I know you can do it.”
I laughed, not really, I guffawed! And really almost wet myself. I looked at my watch because I knew it was September, 2007 and I wanted to make sure I haven’t been reading until the following April fool’s day because I have kids to take care of. (At least I pretend to take care of them.)
Needless to say, I went into the kitchen to get a snack because the DH already ruined my concentration and I wanted to check to see if he’d gotten into the liquor cabinet.
I remember it like it was yesterday. I got what I consider my first piece of muse chocolate cake. Quietly I took the cake back into the den, sat in my chair, pulled my quilt back up over my lap, put my cake in my lap, and picked up my book. Only this time it was different. I looked at the book cover, I read the acknowledgements, I read Jane Porter’s bio, and I grabbed my computer and goggled Jane Porter.
So Jane and I aren’t the same, but I can be a writer!! She inspired me. I went through her website and I wrote her. She was so nice. She wrote me back and sent me a lot of goodies in the mail. (She even sent me a Christmas card that year!)
Anyways, I took my DH’s advice and started to write a story, a tall tale with a few familiar traits to people I know—hey they always say you write what you know.
I found that I couldn’t just sit at the laptop and type. What was I going to do?
Well. . .I went to the bookstore and decided to look around, NOT buy - this would be the first time - and just like the sky parted and angels started to sing. There it was. Exactly what I needed. A journal!
I don’t know why this leather journal made me feel good, but it did. I can’t explain it. I wrote quotes about writing, favorite writing websites, favorite authors, and all things favorite! I even wrote the first 20k words of my first novel in that book.
I have no idea what happened, but the beautiful leather book stopped working and I couldn’t get motivated to continue to write. I’d just sit and doodle, play pogo on the laptop, watch TV or just sleep.
My ever so favorite author, Jane, continued to put out more books and ONE was going to become a Lifetime movie? How did she do it?
I googled and googled some more. Until I saw the word MUSE. It jumped out at me like a ton of bricks had hit me.
My muse had died. Been stabbed, killed!! I was depressed because I had no idea how to get my muse back to me.
I was babysitting my sister’s dog around this time and she needed to be walked. I took Lucy for a walk and mentally went over what I could do to restart my muse. I don’t know if it was the walk or my mental pep talk, but my muse was talking to me. She was talking loud and clear! She just wanted to be a little pampered. A little “me muse time.” I grabbed Lucy, the dog, and kissed her square on the dog lips! And Lucky Lucy was born!
Only she was harder to keep happy. A couple years and two more novels under my belt. I was tired begging Lazy Lucy to show up so I went searching again for some help. And there it was, “Get your muse in check with Muse Therapy.”
Okay. I’ll bite! I’m glad I did. I met D.D. Scott and she showed me how to make Lazy Lucy, Lucky Lucy all the time!
Yes! D.D. even sent me this cool therapy holder that I keep in my office (former den) so every day I remind Lucy that if she doesn’t show up, I’ll call D. D.
Six novels later, I’ve had to come up with all sorts of solutions to make Lucky Lucy stay lucky instead of Lazy Lucy. We’ve been to the spa, beach, coffee shop, Kmart! You name it and I will take Lucky Lucy anywhere as long as she performs.
With the help of D. D Scott and her muse therapy, Lucky Lucy has helped me sell two novels that will hit book stores next year!
Oh, by the way. . .my favorite author Jane Porter is now my friend and she’s coming in town next month and staying with MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now how's that for a bit of Meet The Muse fabulous-ness?!
Thank you, Tonya and Lucky Lucy!!!
You both are such an inspiration to writers the world over!
And that's the heart of MUSE THERAPY - writers helping and inspiring other writers along their Yellow Brick Roads to Publishing Oz.
Sexy Sassy Smart MUSE THERAPY Wishes --- D. D. Scott
Labels: All-Things-Muses, Muse Therapy, Muse Therapy Guest Bloggers
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