My writing muse is much like a cat. Only really does stuff when it wants to, and will constantly claw at your skull unless you address it. Of course, by the time you actually address it, the muse will suddenly lose interest.
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I could maybe distract you with a pile of pretty masks, draw you out into layer upon layer of stories, spin you into an illusion of happiness, but it would only help if you're willing.