My muse doesn’t have a name, but I’ve long suspected that it’s male.  I think this because my muse would much rather lure me to the couch to watch hours upon hours of TV, seek out whatever hockey game might be playing and just order in for pizza — you know, in the name of “research” — than actually sit down and work today.

I call him Lazy Bum.  He doesn’t really have another name, but I’ll get to that some other time.

Last night, I broke 25k on the MS with a 5k effort.  It took me all day, with a break in-between for grocery shopping and a trip to the dog park.  Getting the two pups (mine and my cousin’s) to the park gave them some time to run themselves ragged (or in my dog’s case, bark herself ragged) and allowed my poor, numb bottom some relief.  I was productive — slow! but productive.  I liked what I churned out yesterday much better than the stuff I’d typed up the days before.

But right now, this minute?  The muse is cranky.  He wants to sleep.  He wants me to call my friends to come over so I can leave him alone.  He’s hoping the TV will distract me.  Or hey, read more blogs!  Better yet, there’s this shiny new book I bought last week that’s just begging to be cracked open.  (Best put it on the shelf, out of sight.)

For the last half hour, I played around on the internet.  It led me to do a Wordle for this MS.  Check out my most used words, y’all.

A Visual of my most-used words through 25k. "Nathan" dominates... as he should.

A Visual of my most-used words through 25k. "Nathan" dominates... as he should. (click image to see full size)

Now… enough play.  Time to write.

Lazy Bum, time to work!