Written by: Collette Cottingham; Anontropolis
I lost my muse. He passed away on a warm October day. His passing sent me into an emotional fog. It was sudden and shocking. Did he understand how much he gave?
I am at a loss. Can I write without him? I don’t feel like I can. The connection is broken. I feel numb.
Thor was a cat no one wanted. His days in the shelter turned into years. Until a college student stopped by. He took one look at Thor sitting there like a human and in that instant Thor found his forever home.
I wish my son could have saved Thor from the shelter sooner, but I can’t time travel…yet. In my sorrow I decided to take myself on an artist date.
I needed inspiration from my muse. I decided to make a “Coffee Table” book. I would fill the book with Thor’s amazing life in photos.
My muse is still with me. He lives in my heart.
Tell me about your muse?
Write On Ladies, Write On