The Muse heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Trying to get an early start on the day, but it feels strange being up this early.  I feel like I should be getting ready for school, but I don't go to school any more...  strange.

Hopefully, I will be able to set a good direction for the week ahead.  I really want to get some stories about soon, but the pressure is starting to set in.  I have all the drive I ever did, but people read me now, and I don't want to disappoint them...

It is helpful that I decided to work on short stories and serials again, too many stories are fighting to get out.  I kind of need an assistant to organize all this.

Then, like my muse singing to me, Butterfly on a Wheel by The Mission (Spotify Link) starts playing.

For those who don't know the lyrics:

Silver and gold and it's growing cold
Autumn leaves lay as thick as thieves
Shivers down your spine chill you to the bone
'Cos the mandolin wind is the melody that turns
Your heart to stone

The heat of your breath carving shadows on the mist
Every angel has the wish that she's never been kissed

A broken dream haunting in your sleep
And hiding in your smile a secret you must keep
Love cuts you deep

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

There's no scarlet in you, lay your veil down for me
As sure as God made wine, you can't wrap your arms
Around a memory
Take warmth from me, cold Autumn winds cut sharp as
a knife
And in the dark for me, you're the candle flame that
Flickers to life

Love breaks the wings of a butterlfy on a wheel
Love will break the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Wise men say all is fair in love and war
There's no right or wrong in the design of love
And I could only watch as the wind crushed your wings
Broken and torn crushed like the flower under the snow
And like the flower in spring
Love will rise again to heal your wings

Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
Love will heal the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

I love how something unexpected can happen and change your whole perspective. So I thought I would share some of my go to songs that make me want to write: (I really wanted to include "When I write my last song" by The Hatters, but the song is not on Youtube or iTunes, so I have to leave it out. A real shame that)

My name is Charlie, but if your looking for my work, I go by C. E. Dorsett.  I write scifi, fantasy, and a touch of horror.  I like to play with gothic, steampunk, decopunk, epic fantasy, and wuxia.  I love to tell stories and talk about books, movies, series, and music.