This is my protector muse. I don't remember her name. She is fierce and proud and her spear is double-sided and very pokey. She stands on top of the bookshelf in my office and she guards me against distractions.
I am not at all a comic book/fantasy/science fiction person. If left to their own devices my stories are full of such subtle motivations and actions that people sometimes beg me to please TELL them some more instead of so incessantly SHOWING -- i.e., "when he moved his napkin ring for the second time, are you trying to say he's going to stay with her after all?"
A few years ago I was asked to help a leading comic book artist to form his own company and to wrest his characters from an arguably unclear contractual arrangement so that he could go and publish new works featuring them. We were successful and a few months later he was free to do what he wanted with these fantastically drawn women.
My protector muse is a thank you gift from that client. When I was still practicing law she stood on the bookshelf in my office, inviting not a few questions and comments from more conservative clients who were just looking for help with some dispute over the sale of a business. A partner of mine had a feng shui consultant come in one day and she had a very bad reaction to where I had placed my fierce warrior. She was facing the door into my office and thus, apparently, repelling people and energy within my own firm. Not a good idea, I guess. The feng shui woman suggested that I place the warrior facing the outer window. I can't say my professional luck improved (although I have managed to be able to swing this year off for writing so I can't complain), but when I brought the warrior to my home office I knew exactly where she needed to be placed. And it's pretty much the only place in the house where the cats don't prowl and crawl. So she has successfully protected herself from that.
When I look at her I do feel like I have another person on my team, looking out for me.
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