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Topic: Writing (01/11/07)
TITLE: The Ready Writersí Writing Helpline
By Caitlynn Lowe
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Caller: Hello? Yes, Iím afraid Iíve got quite a problem...I donít know...I think it might already be too late, but John gave me your number and said I should call...
Receptionist: Donít worry, sir. This helpline specializes in fixing even the most severe problems that a writer can run into. Now what seems to be the problem?
Caller: Well, you see, I was writing my newest story, when suddenly I discovered something horrible.
Receptionist: Oh? And what might that be?
Caller: I...that is...I couldnít...uh...
Receptionist: Sir, Iím afraid Iím going to have to ask you to calm down. Take a deep breath...
Caller: (inhales deeply)
Receptionist: Good. Now exhale...
Receptionist: Alright. Now, what did you discover as you were writing?
Caller: It was my Muse...somehow...I donít know, it just...vanished.
Receptionist: Donít worry, sir. Here at Ready Writersí Writing Helpline, we have some of the greatest M.I.D.ís on staff.
Receptionist: Muse and Inspiration Detectives. Iíll transfer you over to one right now.
Caller: Thank you very much.
(Dial tone rings for a few moments.)
Detective: Hello, this is Detective Kirke speaking. What seems to be the problem?
Caller: Itís my Muse, Detective. I seem to have misplaced it somewhere and I canít write my newest story without it.
Detective: Alright, Mister...
Caller: Oh, uh, Lewis.
Detective: Mr. Lewis. Well Mr. Lewis, what kind of story are you writing?
Detective: (chuckles) That explains it. Those fantasy-type Muses are a rascally bunch. But theyíre also some of the easiest to find after misplacing them. Tell me, Mr. Lewis, when was the last time you remember seeing your Muse?
Caller: Hmm...I remember coming back from the store a few evenings ago. My Muse was with me then. I had a lot of packages in my hand, and the snow on the ground made it slippery out. I couldnít quite tell where I was going and -- well -- I bumped into a lamp post and fell down. I gathered all my packages up and left, but...I donít remember having my Muse with me after that.
Detective: Well Mr. Lewis, I think I know where your Muse is.
Caller: Really, Detective?! Where can I find it?
Detective: Just go back to the lamp post. Itís as simple as that. Your Muse will be waiting for you there, Iím sure of.
Caller: Oh, thank you Detective! I donít know how Iíll ever be able to repay you!
Detective: No problem, the pleasureís all mine.
Caller: I know what Iíll do! Iíll name one of my characters after you.
Detective: (laughs) Alright, Mr. Lewis, if you insist.
Caller: Oh, I do. Thank you again, Detective.
Detective: Youíre welcome. Have a good day now, and good luck with that story of yours.
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