I thought I would share this with all of you. A few years ago my sister went to a psychic reader with a friend. She had some questions that she wanted answers to. At some point during the reading, it was mentioned that she had two brothers. The psychic told my sister that her oldest brother was very creative and that he was a writer, which startled my sister a little because she hadn’t said anything about us. Then my sister told me that the psychic grinned and became quite excited. She told my sister that I was blessed and that my muse, was none other than Oscar Wilde and that he was happy.
Since then I have referred to my muse and the source of my ideas as Oscar. Sometimes I can feel him, looking over my shoulder as I write.
To this day I don’t know if what my sister was told is true, but I really like the idea and it always makes me smile that my work might be making Oscar happy.