
It started with a writing prompt:
Write a sexy story that involves a tattoo.
It wasn’t much of a prompt and I was supposed to be working on the next adventure in the Harry Russo diaries, but for some reason it got the creative juices going, and the next thing I knew I was obsessing over a woman with an unwanted tattoo that would point the way to her true love.

And so Daisy’s story was born. Harry’s latest crisis would have to wait. When the muse hits you, you just have to listen. There’s really no point fighting it. At least that’s been my experience.
I had the seed of a story, I just had to let it grow. I also had to plant it somewhere and so I chose Vancouver, a city I’ve visited, but I’m not overly familiar with. Not to worry though, that’s what Google is for. It also helped that I had a friend who used to live on the coast who let me run things by her and pick her brain. This was particularly a lifesaver when one short story grew into two and then three, as first Kimi’s then Pax’s stories demanded to be told as well. The common thread for each? A special tattoo and a hint of magic.
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et at 6pm but by 9pm? I’m wide awake and my muse is tapping me on the shoulder impatiently. I can’t deny her. When the urge to write is there, I feel compelled to listen, frantically typing out the words in my head as if it will relieve the pressure. And, maybe in a way it does. As the ideas take form and the words hit the paper, I’m freeing up space inside my brain for more ideas to grow.