My Muse Wears Tracksuit Bottoms Covered In Food Stains

imageWorking from home is proving to be challenging. Nick Cave alluded to the fact that being ridden by your muse is not a pretty thing, and I’d agree. However I would also add that being ignored by your muse is even uglier.
Whilst I’m averse to discipline being imposed to me, an innate masochism means I’m extremely good at submitting myself to rigid and sometimes obsessive regimes.
Unfortunately some of my time off at present is being spent house sitting (I qualified that I could write anywhere and thinking that house sitting was an easy job, I believed the change of location would provide new stimulation for me).
I didn’t realise that having my art equipment and my garden on hand was so necessary to my process.
I also underestimated the lure of technology, my addiction of which seems to accelerated to the point where logging onto social networking sites now brings entrance  into a long term fugue state.
Dressing has never been an issue when working from home, as living in an isolated area and moving from messy sculpting ingredients to a muddy garden mean that sartorial elegance is a delusion and gas mask couture with matching stained clothing and elastic waist bands, is the way to go.
Washing and basic care is easy enough as it breaks up the day nicely and a shower or bath in winter is a way of keeping warm.
Eating tends to be rather haphazard. A long term grazing process that preferably leaves a trail as I wander between the sofa, the kitchen and places that I can access social networking sites.
The first house sitting work that I had was in an incredible Georgian house in the centre of a small city.
There was no garden so a daily walk was vital, but as the house was in an affluent area, leaving it meant that getting dressed to an acceptable level was necessary.
I haven’t had a television for years and wasn’t able to operate the many remote control units for the massive screen at this particular abode, so adding TV viewing to my list of how to enter a vegetative state wasn’t an option.
The following home was beautiful, bohemian and easier to leave when dressed in casual rags, but unfortunately had an accessible and understandable television console.
Thus I have been staying up until four each morning watching mindless programmes about zombie housewives and satanic historical dramas.
I’m also cat sitting in this second abode.
Two beautiful Siamese who act in unison…a little like the twins from ‘The Shining’. At the previous house sitting job I was only keeping an eye on an elderly mother, and as we all know, animal companions are always much more treasured than any human relative, so therefore more stressful to look after.
So I went to bed at three this morning and was woken by the cats several hours later. I fed the cats and did my exercise routine ( newly entered, unfortunately every exercise I introduce seems to bring a compliment injury  with it) which is presently limited and gentle stretches due to a recent pulled muscle.
Fugue state on Facebook and Instagram entered for an unknown period of time, then I start the day proper (once I clean out the cat litter, have another coffee, and perhaps a short walk).
Today’s muse is not pretty, but I can hear her approaching. I’ll just have some crackers whilst I wait for her to arrive.

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About charlottejane2002

Author of 'P is for Prostitution', 'The Bloody Sacrifice' and co-editor of 'A Contemporary Western Book of the Dead' which are all published by Mandrake of Oxford. Italian publisher Roberto Migliussi has recently released 'The Sky is a Gateway, Not a Ceiling', a book of Charlotte's collected essays printed alongside images of his own art work. Charlotte is also an artist who creates spiritually directed art works from road kill and found objects. She has had her written work printed in anthologies and various magazines and on line publications and has given presentations at many events and institutions including Edinburgh University and Brooklyn's 'Museum of Morbid Anatomy'. Her art work has been exhibited widely including at London's Chelsea Gallery and The Bath Royal Literary and Scientific Institute, and is soon to be shown in New York.
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