Without my muse

While I have not been blogging to much lately, it came to me today finally as to why.
I miss my muse. I try to write and I know its been three weeks but I still find myself empty and lost without him. My words lack fluidity and substance.
Although my new muse is trying really hard and sleeps quietly at my feet, every now and then wakes to see how I am doing by laying his large noble head on my lap and looking up at me and the computer screen with his big amber eyes as if to say "Anything yet?" before returning to his self assigned position. It all seems to be coming back but ever so slowly. I know it will. Today I was trying to write some articles for a couple of publications that I contribute to, now I have deadlines, yikes. But boy talk about writers block! I had a fairly successful day today and knocked out two articles, OK really one and a half.
I just wanted to say I am still writing and still doing laundry but just at a slower pace. Trust me the antics still happen everyday, the laundry piles continue to grow as the band plays on. Luckily the pool is now closed so there is a little less laundry in the pile.