The cage I find myself in, at times like this, are made of sound – tiny notes meshed together and harder than steel, even if they can be broken by pressing the Pause button – but the stuff in the cage, filling the void between bars and sloshing in the empty space around my (metaphorical) flesh is raw emotion.
I have an unusual relationship with emotion. Mind you, I have an unusual relationship with most things. I’m fairly typical like that.
A friend of mine recently put a comment on a Facebook post I sent, saying that the story she’d read (Faces, if you’re curious) reminded her of the works of Sir Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams. I said that they’re both influences on my work, which I suppose came as no surprise to anyone. It got me to thinking, however, about those real-life muses that have indeed impacted not only on my style of writing but on my decision to write.
I should note that this list is not all-inclusive, nor is it in any particular order. I have a lot of different influences. Here are some of the major ones, though – mostly literary.