Muse: Pssssst! Brittany! Are you awake? I have an idea.
Me: It’s 5 am. Can this wait?
Muse: (in an obnoxious sing song voice) It’s a great idea! Get out of bed sleepyhead! You’re gonna miss it!
Me: Can’t you just come back later?
Muse: Nope. Limited time offer. I’m going to give you all the words. All. The. Words. But you’d better wake up and write them down.
Me: But, you had me up past midnight! Way past midnight! I have to go to work today. I can’t be writing now.
Muse: Do you remember what happened the last time you sent me away? You’ve re-written that paragraph sixteen times, and it’s never even come close to the perfection I gave you. Ready or not, here they come! *Unfurls the words*
Me: Oh for god’s sake! Let me get my phone.
(leaves a note for myself on google keep)
Me: Are you done yet? Can’t I go back to sleep now?
Me: Do you plan to hang around today?
Muse: Nope. You’re on you own. Until maybe 10 o’clock. Then I’ll come back.
Me: In the morning?
Muse: At night, silly!
Me: (grumbling) We need to have a talk about standard business hours.
Muse: We need to have a conversation about the word your character used on page 137. You should change it. In fact, you should change the word and then write an entire paragraph about stars.
Me: It’s 5am! I was going to go back to sleep.
Muse: Oh? Would you like help with your next chapter, or no?
Me: I hate you.
Muse: You love me, too.