Dear Mrs. Muse,

Recently I’ve called on you a lot to help me with most of my writing. Sometimes you came, other times, not so much. Most of the time I sat around waiting for you to appear or pop into my head like you usually do. Well, Friday morning while I was at work, I waited and waited and waited some more, but you never came. If you didn’t know already by the way I’ve been avoiding you all day, I’m pretty mad! I count on you to help me write. I can’t do it all by myself, if I could, I wouldn’t sit staring at a blank page watching a cursor blink until my eyes blur over.

Lately we’ve done some pretty good stuff together and I appreciate your help, I really do. But, I’ve been doing some thinking. I know your a little on the Diva side and you want to come and go when you please. I totally understand that, it works for you. It’s just not working for me.

Now don’t get mad. I’m sure if you pop up again I’ll talk to you or even listen to what you have to say, but right now I’m going to have to do without you. I know your saying it will never work. Maybe it won’t. I just can’t sit around and wait for you anymore. How about this? I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll show up every day and write. If you want to, you can show up too. If you don’t feel like it then you can just go talk to my inner critic. I haven’t talked to him in awhile and I’m doing fine without him.

Best,

Cecil.