This is a classic Eureka moment. (I love the Eurekas.)

I had been working in two projects for the last 17 years (yeah… life got in the way…) and I have almost a thousand pages written with no direction whatsoever.

I used to work in the corporate business all that time and my Muse was held prisoner in the back of my head.

Yesterday I was working on lesson 3, The Sentence, and could not manage to make my Muse speak louder until I finally named her (Amelea) and shaped her into a light bubble that goes over my notebook and stops on what she likes and moves away of what she think it stinks. I actually can see this in my head, as crazy as it sounds. First I thought it was a stupid technique (name and picture your Muse… Ha!).

Today, I woke up in the middle of the night from sleeping in the couch with my loved-one to walk the dog, and when I came back I could resist to peek at my notebook and started writing and testing sentences and… VIOLA!!

I was pushing my main character to be one guy, but Amelea pings me… “What if you put HER in command of the story?” I listened and…

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