Sunshine, showers and Siren Voiced Muses

Its a sunshine and showers day today.

The sky is a moody purple-grey hinting at a whisper of a chance of some thunder and lightning.  Its all very exciting.  I am smiling with excitement.

Its what I refer to as a perfect day.

A perfect day in which nature is inspiring and my imagination should be having a field day of creativity... I should be writing my novel but instead I'm preparing myself for when I start.

I can taste change in the air.  Something big and important and exciting and is about to sweep me off my feet and whirl me away on the winds of a gripping journey.  I can hear my muse calling to me in a hushed siren voice, drawing me closer and making me ready for something amazing.  

I'm getting myself over this latest cold and I'm storing up my reserves to be consumed by writing because once I start there will be no interuptions and no stopping me until it is done.  

My fingers aren't quite twitching or itching but they are flexing themselves, readying themselves for letter imprinted callouses and faded keys.