Where does creativity come from? That is such a great question but the answer is nowhere to be found. It is mind-boggling. Why do ideas seem to come from an external source? It almost feels like a trance like state when creative people work. An external source that is separate from the creator of these works. Its like someone whispers into our ears and a light bulb goes on. Why have so many writers through history spoken of being guided, and even haunted by a force or presence that serves as the source of their creative work?
Greek Mythology Explaination
According to ancient Greek mythology there are nine muse, goddesses who inspire artists, musicians, writers, poets and that these immortal beings are the daughters of Mnemosyne who were fathered by Zeus. Mnemosyne is also an immortal and the titan daughter of Uranus, another god of the highest order. For over 2,500 years and throughout western civilization, it is largely acknowledged by artists of every sort that most of their inspirations, creativity and incredible talent come from these muse.
|Calliope (Chief of the muses and muse of epic poetry)|
|Clio (muse of history)|
|Erato (muse of erotic poetry)|
|Melpomene (muse of tragedy)|
|Terpsichore (muse of dance)|
|Polyhymnia (muse of sacred song)|
|Euterpe (muse of lyric song)|
|Thalia (muse of comedy and bucolic poetry)|
|Urania (muse of astronomy)|
Because this is so mysterious, that which science can't explain to anyone's satisfaction, and for a lack of a better explanation; this mythological explanation remains the most popular reason. In this day and age of scientific thought, one would think this would be a preposterous concept for intelligent people to believe yet it remains the case. This shouldn't be surprising though, there isn't much about the subconscious that science can explain and nothing at all about the spirit world.
It is strange that while most artists will acknowledge the muse, they won't go so far as to discuss them. It is a transcendental matter which few people are willing to talk about but nonetheless the muse are considered effectively real.
As a writer I believe that we all have a muse that guides us on our creative journey. I don’t have an explanation as to what exactly a muse is but most writers believe in them. I do know sometimes I write and when I go back and read what I have written it amazes me. I wonder where did that come from? Sometimes it is like I am in a trance like state. Everything around me just seems to disappear and nothing exists but the world I am building. Even scientist can’t explain it. Is it spiritual? Or is it our subconscious? We will probably never know but if believing in the mysterious muse inspires us I say do whatever works.
What is your take on the mysterious muse? Do you have one? Tell us a little about your muse. Everyone’s individual muse fascinates me.
Here are some of the muses that the writers of NN have shared with me.
Julie Sharp's Muse
Tabitha Blake's Muse
My muse is a very hardheaded Goth named Roxy. Yeah I don’t know how I know her name but I do. She pushes my buttons on a daily basis. If she didn’t spin such great tales I would boot her out the door. She doesn’t sugar coat anything for me and whispers the most amazing story ideas in my ear, when she’s around, that is the biggest problem she disappears for days and weeks at a time. Sometimes I picture her with her feet kicked up on my desk looking at me rolling her eyes and laughing. Yeah she loves to torture me. But I love her.
Jane Toombs' Muse
My muse is a green dragon. This is how she looks when confronting stupid knights. The second photo is how she looks when she sits on my shoulder at book signings, hissing in my ear, "Now aren't you glad I made you finish those books?" The first shot is closer to the way she behaves when I get behind with my writing.
Sheri Fredricks' Muse
This is a picture of my muse. “It” has no name, no gender, and nowhere to run – but run it does. My muse scampers happily throughout the day, burning calories while turning the wheel of my imagination. When “It” becomes tired, I feed “It” more caffeine and sometimes fruit. More often than not, I forget to feed “It” altogether, and then “It” complains by shutting down. I take “It” out, let it play with friends, and then all is good once again.
Ni Giglio's Muse
Well, not to be the weird one....but....my muse isn't really a person, more like a ....a....shit...well anyway her name is Vortex.
Allison Merrit's Muse
He's kind of like Hemingway, only not really except for his love of drinking and laying around on the beach. And clearly he doesn't spend a lot of time on personal grooming as you can see from his stubbly jaw line. He does come up with some pretty good plots and characters, so I can't complain too much.
Brenda L.'s Muse
It's a little embarasing, but here is my Muse. "He" has no name and rarely a shirt. He is a dark silhouette with sexy abs and a killer smile. He's always near when I write, urging me on with his penatrating eyes of a color I can't name (...silouette, remember?) He rubs my shoulders and whispers in my ear when I get writers block. Every once in a while he does something that reminds me of my husband.
Kelley Heckart's Muse
Mine is a male fairy named Thorndrake. He loves Icelandic Metal and David Cook.
She doesn't have a name, but she's British and cranky...with a sharp wit and a potty mouth and bit moody and completely immature when it comes to loves scenes..she's very sarcastic too and likes to roll her eyes at me when I try and make happy things happen in my stories...we have a love/hate relationship and have recently reconciled...
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