Where Were You When Your Muse Broke Free?
Posted by Debbie Mumford
Would you believe my very first novel began in a tree house on the slopes of Mt Rainier? It’s true. I kid you not.
Dear Husband’s sister and her hubby were visiting the Pacific Northwest from their home in Colorado and had arranged for a stay in a tree house. They kindly invited DH and me along for the experience.
I snuggled in a hammock and imagined characters and plot. Mind you, I didn’t have a clue about story or craft, but ignorance is indeed bliss. If I’d known just how clueless I really was, I’d never have had the courage to begin this journey!
Less than a decade later I’ve published several novels and novellas, had my short fiction included in anthologies, attracted the attention of a NY agent, and started my own publishing company. Not a bad track record…and I’m just getting started.
Of course, the story I dreamed that day in the tree house has never seen the light of day—totally clueless writing rarely does. However, my muse and I have developed an awesome relationship and I’m delighted she decided to come out and play.
So what about you? Where were you when your muse broke free?