Once upon a time, a long time ago, more than two decades now, a man, an ordinary man, made a wish for a muse. Not a “Capital Letter” Muse, that would be much too much responsibility, but a quiet, unassuming, gentle muse who would collaborate with him and encourage him to write nice, little stories that would be enjoyable to read in his dotage.
HAH! He says again — HAH!
What showed up in his mind, was a full-throttle, in-your-face taskmistress whip-wielding MUSE who despised the word ‘no’. The writer hasn’t had a peaceful moment’s rest since.
Unless the MUSE takes a holiday… which she does… quite frequently. Her attitude is, “If you won’t promote yourself, I’m certainly not going to sign you up for social media. I’ve got a plane to catch, let me know we you get serious about writing.”
All he wanted was some inspiration and a companion to share the fire. So the moral is: Don’t wish for something you think you need, when what you have is more than enough.