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October 05, 2010


Eric Alder

Pencil? Who the heck uses a pencil anymore? (LOL!)

Muses love to play hide-and-seek, don't they?

Julie Jordan Scott

I love pencils, Eric! I used one today to write this very poem! :-)


I love pens, colored India ink. If I type too much, my fingers get itchy for the colors. Am learning balance, but it's difficult. And I love your poem, that searching in all those out of the way places and spaces. Maybe those pencils are the key to her doorway. I find that my pens sometimes do that,


Eric Alder

I like pencils too. The only problem, besides their obvious digital shortcomings, is that you have to keep sharpening them.

I say, use whatever writing medium lets your words flow best. Most of my non-electronic writing is done with ball-point pens.


Ah yes, hiding under leaves or in a dark corner, she's always somewhere about, even when we think we've lost her. Nice!


This is beautiful. I really enjoyed reading. :-)

nara malone

Love this. Muses turn up in the oddest places.


This is very beautiful and I enjoyed reading it.. and your reference to muse through various means was great.,,,

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