Muse - Stars Collide
 

As with my other stories, reading this story while listening to the music playing behind the main scenes can enhance the reader's experience. The pieces are: Nigel Good feat Sarah Clark - Always Running (original mix); and Matvey Emerson feat Freya - Gimme Your Love (original tropical mix).

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Who's in charge of the world that is you?

Who is in charge of the world that is someone else's?

Pamela was a Libran. And there are two kinds of Librans - the shallow, intellectually brittle, and rather ego-centric kind; and then the other kind.

The depth of the other kind has unfathomable plangency. When their surface looks shallow, or placid and non-threatening, consider if it is opaque or crystal clear. It is seldom exactly, crystal, clear... And if icy, the ice there may indeed be brittle, but the cold waters below are unforgiving to the un-expert.

Pamela had a particular friend who was a New Yorker, who in turn had another friend, who was French, and who happened to know a lot of French celebrities of course. There were rumours this friend even knew Sarkozy, the sometime Prime Minister. What other reason would you agree to go out to dinner with a stranger, okay perhaps it was to someplace like Delmonico's - or perhaps not too - but not with just some pure stranger even for a real reason.

And then again, it was not that she was going to dinner alone with the French woman, no of course the friend would be there. But the simple fact was, regardless of past history, important old times and careers and all of that - now there were kids, there was a husband, there was family, TV, YouTube, the washing up, the cat, the goldfish. Seriously, who did this 'career professional dinner' thing once you had a family and kids?

Writers did, of course, if some agent found them a magic lamp or something very like to rub. And all writers, especially good ones, did have this thing called a muse, too; not something the ordinary person credits the real existence of or really knows too much about...

Well all retired or semi-retired people with a family can write, at least; and that was about it for them.

And some of them also had a muse...

Muses - real ones - don't just inspire; they get things to happen that otherwise mightn't. There are not so many around nowadays because the world is going through changes. Muses are at a premium.

What such being had time on its hands to indulge the whims of writers for god's sake?!

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Gerard Depardieu was interested in Pamela's writing. Her friend said so and even if it were not true, or didn't turn out to be true, he was paying at Delmonico's (or wherever it was going to be) so how could such a pretext be turned down?! Impossible!

And not forgetting Pamela was a Libran. And there are two kinds of Librans, the one that writes for House