Road-weary Muses

The imagination can be tricky. For a writer, the only thing that separates us from normal people is that thin membrane called imagination. Our ability to imagine is our power source. We each have our respective muses, which can appear as people, places or things. Sports teams, actors, even animals can inspire us in ways that have nothing to do with logic.

Like falling in love, it’s all more of a sense or feeling. My muse is James Dean. I don’t know why I chose him or why he chose me, but that’s just the way it is. As a young child, I saw EAST OF EDEN and was riveted by his raw, emotional style. He was able to capture and express those untapped feelings inside of me: isolation, rage, and wonder.

Whenever I happen to see his photographs I have to take a moment. He somehow encourages me to go further. That’s essentially what a muse does. I suppose some people might define a muse as a guardian angel, but that’s not quite how I see it. For a writer (and I’m positive it works in a similar fashion for other artists) receiving a dose of inspiration is like a cup of water in a drought.

I think what we tend to fear most is apathy. Writer’s block is the quintessential example of apathy at work. To fight this, I get the best ideas when I drive. Is that because Dean was a racer? I’m not sure, but I know that when I push down the accelerator, I feel alive. I don’t speed, mind you, and I’m not a daredevil, but I do start to feel more creative as the car barrels down the road. Where do I end up? Practically anywhere.

The longest muse-inspired drive I took was to Roseville, California. It was early and I had been driving for six, seven hours. Suddenly inspired to write, I had to find a place to settle down and begin putting pen to paper. I found a cozy little Roseville hotel and sank into a week-long writing frenzy. When the muse calls, you listen, no matter where you happen to be.

If the muse suddenly leads you to the Golden State, you can’t go wrong with any of the hotels in Roseville, CA. Let go — and let the muse take over. You can get a unique content version of this article from the Uber Article Directory.

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Why Sac?

The Golden State is shot-through with big cities. From San Francisco to Los Angeles to Newport Beach and back up the coast again, there are no shortages of big cities to choose from. To be sure, smaller college towns like Berkeley, Davis, and Irvine also get folded into the Golden State batter. With all of these options, what makes Sacramento the capitol?

Christened by the stalwart Gabriel Moraga, Sacramento was little more than a trading post when John Sutter arrived in 1839 from Switzerland. Within ten years he and his heirs would guide the transformation of the trading post into a military barracks for the U.S. Army and eventually into an incorporated city. Sacramento is the oldest incorporated city in the state, having been invested in 1850. This does not mean it is the oldest, however, as that distinction belongs to Monterey.

After the Mexican-American War (1846-1848), the capital of California was moved from Monterey. The first city to be designated the new capitol was San Jose. When the state legislature met there in 1850, it was argued the capitol should be moved further inland to avoid retribution either from Mexico or the Spanish Empire.

With James Marshall’s famous discovery of gold in the American River in Coloma, Sacramento’s fortunes were about to change. In the years that followed, Sacramento became the inheritor of the California Gold Rush. The city flooded with new residents and economic prosperity. As evidence of Sacramentos growing importance, the Transcontinental Railroad terminated in the city, solidifying it stature as the gateway city to California.

The capitol was moved, finally, to Sacramento in 1854. Taking advantage of the citys tremendous infrastructure and rail access, the Constitutional Convention named Sacramento the permanent capitol of California in 1879. Inspired by the nations capitol, the California State Capitol was not actually completed until 1874, where it stands to this day in tribute to the vision and foresight of John Sutter.