Writer’s Life: Who’s in Control of This Relationship?

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My muse is out of control. Seriously. My glorious plans of writing 100,000 words worth of short stories this year is seeming more and more like a pipe dream. My muse would rather sink her pointy teeth into novels, and apparently finishing one this year is not enough for her. The new novel is going well, though, almost 10,000 words over the last week and a half. It’s dark. Darker than I’m probably comfortable with, so I’m trying to lighten it up whenever I can, but even the humor is dark.

It was a tough decision, but I’m going to scale back my expectations for the number of reviews and short stories I’m aiming to complete to about half. I was really hoping to pull out a come from behind victory, but my muse has other ideas, and I’d better listen to her. Her teeth are REALLY sharp. Some people claim to be in control of their muses. Is that really possible? Who’s in control of your relationship?