Daily Prompt – Muse

My muse likes to taunt me. Like a mermaid perched on a rock in the middle of the rough seas she calls to me. And I, always naive, grasp at her. I can feel her graze against my fingertips, just out of reach. She calls me to her rocky shores, dangerous territory to a novice writer like me. I have not yet learned to navigate the highs and lows that writers experience from a coquettish muse.  She mocks me and I respond with resentment and indignation. But muse has far more experience than I. She giggles and retreats to her perch, waiting for my next foray into the written word.