My muse is finally deigning to poke her head back out of the woodwork. I got a few pages down tonight.
Mostly about that world in my dreams. (BIG surprise there!) I wrote what I remembered from my last "trip"
there. The trees that were miles high. The roots. They just felt good to run my hands across. Like some
smooth hardwood. The flowers. Their fragrance. But most especially abou thtat odd insect creature. It was
bizarre but interesting. Maybe writing and drawing about it will help me to dream some more.
I'm expecting a check soon. Payment for an art commission. I plan to buy some long needed art supplies and
maybe some books with photos of flowers. I want to see if earthly flowers resemble any of those I saw. I
know several of them looked like common daisies and mums. Others looked like wildly colored iris' and
sunflowers. LOTS of sunflowers grew at the base--what I could see of it from that distance--of the tree. There
were also flowers that I didn't recognize at all, but I'm no botanist.
I let Fleur leaf through my drawing's today.

She's been wondering what I've been focusing on so
single mindedly. That's no problem. I've nothing to hide
from her. But the look she gave me when she came
across my flower sketches was...enigmatic? I can't quite
put describe it. Then she saw the drawings of that bug
and the size of his dick, and she just about died laughing.
When she was done snorting she asked me where I got
the idea for him.
What do I tell her? She knows I don't dream...much.
"Woah, girl! What's with the oversized whatsis?" she asked, pointing at the creature's huge penis.

I just smiled. "Maybe I'll tell you later, if you're a good girl."

She snorted again and put the drawing's down. "Well, most of the flowers are pretty anyway. Do ya know what
they are?"

I shrugged, noncommital, pointing to several books of flowers I'd checked out of the library and printouts I'd
made from on-line.

"Hey, right! Some of 'em look like ya mixed them up," she'd noticed. "Makes 'em more interesting."

She has no idea.
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