The muses pick such strange hours, don't they?

So I can barely manage to write a sentence all morning. I go to work, come home tired, try to write again and still can't produce anything but utter drivel. Then I waste some hours away reading, attempt to go to bed, when wouldn't ya know it? I'm riled from my slumber by a very persistent muse who helps me bang out the opening scene of an old story that's been simmering for a while. I just looked at the clock and noticed it's nearly four in the morning. I must be insane.

Can't Zeus' daughters manage to get scheduled normal work hours? Sheesh.

TheIT said:

You're assuming that Zeus' daughters are in your time zone.

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Well they need to get their asses on EST. I can't settle for this night owl writing for much longer. I'm supposed to be up in a few hours.

OH well. Better late than never.