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So I'm plugging away at the Muse Story. Which is currently titled Confessions of a Muse. Cliche yes. But I doubt the title will stay that.

1. 2-26-08, 6:03
2. I've been writing since 5:30 and plan to continue until 7. I can do it! I have to do it...
3. I restarted the Muse Story and I'm going to continue beating the story out of it. It's kind of coming along better. Bah! I need to finish these already.
4. I'm frustrated so I'm going to take a break. I'm not so good at this plot structuring crap. Or making it conscious. I dunno. I feel like the whole thing doesn't have a plot. GAR!!
5. I'll write at work later this morning. I'm about to work out then lay in bed for a few minutes before I get ready to go to work. I'll probably end up at work around 8. My boss doesn't come in until 10-11 so I'll try to write that whole time with short breaks. I have to get this shit out already. I'm not even at a stage to revise yet. But I guess you can't take on the superb writing habits if you've really only thought of yourself as a writer for a few weeks. If I don't get it this year there's always next year.

Theme Song

She's writing, she's writing,
She's writing a novel.
She's writing, she's weaving,
Conceiving a plot.
It quickens, it thickens.
You can't put it down now.
It takes you, it shakes you,
It makes you lose your thought.
But you're caught in your own glory.
You are believing your own stories.
Writing your own headlines.
Ignoring your own deadlines.
But now you've gotta write them all again.

You think she's an open book,
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
You think she's an open book,
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you?

You want her, confront her.
Just open your window.
Unbolt it, unlock it,
Unfasten your latch.
You want it, confront it.
Just open your window.
All you really have to do is ask.

But you're caught in your own glory.
You are believing your own stories.
Timing your contractions.
Inventing small contraptions
That roll across your polished hardwood floors.

You think she's an open book,
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
You think she's an open book,
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you?

You think she's an open book,
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you?
(Open Book by Cake)

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