I have a lot of work to do. The new publishing company, Silver Tongue Press, is off and running. I have so much to do with that. Then there is my regular writing that is needed to help pay bills. Then there are the all the book reviews I've given my word to finish. I haven't had time to write. I need to write! But reality is I can't.

You know what happened? That darn muse mutinied on me.

I was trying to get work done. Depression was sitting in. I was getting very irritable. Nothing helped. Absolutely nothing helped. I tried to read something because I wanted to. Nope. I tried a movie. Nope. But I had stuff to do.

That's when one of my muses said something about me keeping her busy in the editing world with my work. It hit be with the strength of two locomotives.

Just Write!!!!

It didn't have to be on a story I was working on. It didn't have to be editing. Just write.

Then I realized that a story had been forming in the back of my mind. It was the reason for the mutiny.

I had my plan. My writing and working life as well as personal was laid out and planned by the hour. The creativity muses had other plans.

I was about to but them in the brig when I notice that the story wasn't half bad. It had potential.

Shhhhh! Don't say a word. The muses might find out. They're cocky enough. Don't add to it.