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My muse is on vacation, hoping I won’t write anything until her return. She is persnickety and prissy, and considers my stuff junky, trite even. I look at the page with a happy leap of pure thrill in my heart. I can do anything I want, and Trixie will have no say in it. Yes, her name is Trixie; she named herself, impressing her name in my head. I tried to name her Pixie, Dixie and Lexie at first, but she would not have it. I picture her as Tinkerbell except with black hair, red lips, dressed in pink. Just a second that’s the phone. “Hello?” “My hair is auburn, stupid.”

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Date: 5/16/2021 9:35:00 AM
Such a bright spot in my day, Caren.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/17/2021 12:20:00 AM
Thank you so very much
Date: 5/16/2021 9:12:00 AM
I enjoyed your humorous write, Caren! I wonder if my muse has a name? Blessings, Kim M
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/17/2021 12:20:00 AM
She does if you give her one Kim. Mim sounds good!
Date: 5/16/2021 1:37:00 AM
You will never lose your muse. You're too god for that. Loved the last two lines.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/17/2021 12:20:00 AM
Thank you Victor. I appreciate it.
Date: 5/15/2021 11:22:00 PM
Caren, Ah., that aubern phone call, free indeed. -Richard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/17/2021 12:21:00 AM
Thank you Richard. This came to me quickly for sure.