The magic of empathy

My first attempt to answer this question was: “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer”. It actually went on a bit longer: “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr”. And even longer than that, but who has time for that? “Don’t get blocked”, my new muse softly said. “Just think back from this moment and I will watch your memory.” Wow, now that is solid magic, I…

The first question

“Magic?” All my fears stormed back in a sudden rush. I could feel my face turn pale as a fresh mozzarella-ball. “I can do no magic”, I whispered. “I am just a normal mortal person. And I am clumsy as well. I could not learn a slide of hand trick, if I practised it for…

An encouraging smile

“She is in, you heard it”, the muse said over her shoulder. A sudden breeze caught her hair and let it dance charmingly, while mine was just blown around chaotically, taking my sight and getting stuck on my lips. A small owl has landed on her shoulder. It wore a green wreath made out of…

An intriguing offer

“Work? With me?”, my heart tumbled in excitement. “Working with an actual muse?” I dreamt aloud: “With your magical intervention I sure will have the chance to defeat this nasty block, that held me back for much too long. Finally, I will become a true writer!” Her look changed. “A writer? That is all you…

A mythic encounter

Oh, I felt lost that day, as I roamed through the streets of my hometown. I knew where I was, but inside me blustered a storm of feelings, that blew me away from sanity and in the arms of bitter chaos. All those feelings of doubt and failure wrestling with my weakened sense of hope…