Muse: Hey, have you seen Nico lately?
Shadow: Nah, not really. (drags on cigarette) Why?
Muse: Just curious. He hasn’t written any music lately, nor has he written very much in terms of creative writing or using his sketchbook. Or even poking around in web development experiments, for that matter.
Shadow: I’m sorry… do I know you?
Muse: Oh, sorry! I’m his muse. I help him control his creative side, you know, give it direction. Ideas for songs, lyrics, drawings, etc. You’re the oft alluded Shadow Nico?
Shadow: Yeah.
Muse: You know, I hear he thinks you’re kind of a jerk.
Shadow: Whatever. He needs me. Aside from being the side of him that comes out on stage or when he’s drunk, I’m the one that keeps him alive; I’m the one that fights back when he’s being stepped on. And quite frankly that happens a lot.
Muse: I can see that. He is kind of a wuss. So, done anything good lately?
Shadow: Yeah, actually. I had to pull him through an interesting little situation for these past two weeks.
Muse: Oh, is that regarding those beans he was talking about?
Shadow: Yeah. We can’t say anything just yet, either. We will soon, though. Around Thanksgiving.
Muse: American Thanksgiving.
Shadow: What?
Muse: I said, “American Thanksgiving.” There’s Thanksgiving in other countries, you know.
Shadow: Oh? Like where?
Muse: Like Canada.
Shadow: Huh. Where else?
Muse: I think that’s it, actually.
Shadow: Funny that.
Muse: Wait, you said you haven’t seen Nico at the beginning of this conversation and now you’re telling me you were working with him on some of his other life projects.
Shadow: So?
Muse: So, that’s contradictory.
Shadow: You’re a contradiction.
Muse: You’re immature.
Shadow: You’re not the boss of me.
Muse: And what if I were?
Shadow: …
Muse: You’re not Nico’s clever side, are you?
Shadow: I thought that was your job.
Muse: I guess it is.
Shadow: Ok, well that settles that.
Muse: Why would you say something that’s completely untrue, though?
Shadow: It’s a F&%$’n white lie, what are you the Spanish Inquisition? I said it to protect Nico. He’s got some things going on in his head–rather, his life–that contain sensitive information, so letting it flow freely will let it get out of control and that would probably cause some problems. We can’t go public until we get a greenlight from everyone involved. I mean, I’m sure this blog is fair game for anything he’s thinking, but we’re talking about letting loose thoughts that could involve the parts of his life that are outside of the control of just his thoughts. Things that could be affected by blogging in full transparency. Professional relationships, people relationships, lots of relationships. Lots of ships. Ships of relations. The shun ship of relay.
Muse: Are you waiting for me to say something so you can stop sounding like an idiot?
Shadow: It worked, didn’t it?
Muse: Maybe you’re more clever than I give you credit.
Shadow: Maybe you shouldn’t forget that some words and actions aren’t always completely sincere.
Muse: That’s profound.
Shadow: Eh, that’s life.
Muse: That doesn’t have anything to do with the situation in which he’s embroiled, does it?
Shadow: Unfortunately, no. It’s more like, general life story kinda things. Life direction stuff. Not necessarily introspective stuff.
Muse: …So, we’ll know what this is all about by the end of the week?
Shadow: If all goes according to plan.
Muse: …You’re cryptic.
Shadow: And you’re very inquisitive.
you’re killing me, but at least that was entertaining :)
Sounds like you enjoyed writing that. Hurry up with the big reveal, man.
Tell Nico we’re getting restless. We want to know what’s going on! Oh, and tell him we miss him. ;-)
I love this. In part because it reminds me of journal entries I used to write in the form of a dialog with myself. Amazingly cathartic.
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