Enough of this. “Write in the same place and your muse will know where to find you.” Or “Be prepared for your muse to descend upon you with illumination.” Mmm, not gonna fly. We all know that I have a set amount of patience, and it has run out. I’m tracking that muse down, trussing her up, and pulling her through the mud back to my place. Then I’m stealing the powder off of her wings so that she’s earthbound.
We have things to work out, she and I.
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