Skip to main content

Favorite Inspirations?

Isn't it wonderful when you don't "need" inspiration? When writing comes like summer breeze on a hot day, the world is a sweet place.

What about the times you would rather have a root canal than write? When inspiration is miles away and left you standing in the middle of no where. Your muse flew the coup with your creativity and she laughed at you the whole time you were pleading for her stay.

Those days cal for desperation, don't they? Or do they? Hmmmm.... Yes, I guess they do.

What do you do? Where do your ideas come from? How do you capture your muse and make her talk? Make her write.

Is it art?


EXCUSE THE MESS HERE. What inspires me is finding a new template! I'm searching for one now so if things look mismatched or out of place, it's because I am experimenting!!

How about a few pictures?
Check out these lovely photos: Very unique and inspiring!

Flickr Commons

Flickr Commons


  1. I can definitely relate to this post. I am at the root canal point right now. I know I need to write, but inspiration is fleeting. Sometimes music inspires me, or just some really irrelevant thing that happens in my life. Thank you so much for stopping by and following my blog. It is wonderful meeting you too.

    1. You are welcome, Murees! I'm so glad you came over to visit Ink in the Book.Hope your writing gets better soon:)

  2. Haha. I love Halloween! Those pics are great. Did you do something to your blog? Or has it always been like this? haha

    1. Fun times! I always change my blog template. Some times daily!!

  3. The images are stand out and inspiring! Thanks for posting and thanks for joining The Write Game. I appreciate my followers a lot.

    Hope you'll stop by and help me in my book launch that starts today! Wish me luck.

  4. I think making regular appointments with your Muse makes her/him more likely to show up when called, and once that habit's been established, it's like muscle memory; you can go a bit without meeting up and then when you call on Muse again, it's like y'all were never apart. It's a theory, anyway. :-)
    Some Dark Romantic

    1. Hey, my muse doesn't like regular appointments. She is stubborn and haughty and loves to give me hard time. But when she feels like talking, she is awesome:)

  5. Strangely, the acknowledgements in books always inspire me to write.

  6. Photos inspire me, too, but usually, I'm most inspired by music. Songs evoke emotions in me in a way nothing else can. Maybe it's also because in high school, my favorite songs were like religion and the singers were preachers, telling me how to live and feel and love. I always felt like the music understood me when no one else did when I was a kid - maybe the memory of that feeling is what inspires me to write.


    1. That is so true! Tonight as I watched a movie, the music was so inspiring I got an idea for a story. It's just an idea, but it was the music that inspired me!
      Thanks for stopping by, Daisy:)


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Friday's post

Hey all:) I'm taking today and this weekend off. A very, VERY dear, sweet, and close friend of my family passed away this week. And we just got word that his wife's brother, (whom I love like a mother) died last night. So she is dealing with the death of her husband and her brother. Enjoy your weekend, my friends, and hold those you love close. You never know when they will be gone. I will return on Monday, and will have workshop classes every day next week.

ISWG April Post

I think the more I try and slow time down, the faster it goes! Why? Sometimes I wonder if there really is fruit in my effort? I mean, no matter how hard I try, like slowing time down, it just doesn't work. where's the benefits? Where's the proof? What do I have to show for my efforts? Then, I have to sit back and realize, maybe I'm trying to change the wrong things. I mean, seriously, I can't change time, slow it down. That's an impossible task, so why do I try so hard to stop it? To time back, or slow it down. It. Can't. Be. Done. When I concentrate on the impossible, I overlook the the possible. Flickr Creative Commons So, I have taken inventory of my life, my goals, and the things that matter. The things I *can* change and the things I *can* produce fruit for later use. I'm no longer going to worry about the things out of my reach. I'm no longer going to concern myself with things I can not change. I'm no longer going to devot

Writer In Motion CP feedback

Hey beautiful guys and dolls! Here it is! My CP feedback edited story. Had a hard time with this, but I hope it makes sense. I've got a post I'm working on I plan to put up after Thanksgiving. Here ya go. Enjoy... Every morning I wake to carnival day.  Today, though, I have my key. If I don’t use it before midnight, my way of escape will gone. It’s a silver key with a twisted metal handle, a sapphire stone half moon and engraved stars. There’s a tiny inscription on the moon, but it’s so small, I’ve never been able to read it.I’ve always kept mine in my jewelry box, but today, I string it on a ribbon and tie it around my neck. My two best friends will be wearing theirs, too, and I wonder how they will escape this carnival of dreams. “What’s it for?” Cress asks as we stand in line for the swings. I run my fingertips over the entire silver surface. “I don’t know. It belonged to my grandmother,” I say. “Whatever.” She shrugs her shoulder in a dismissive way. “Have