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Today my muse turned into a moose that is not budging, staring disinterested into the headlights, giving me absolutely nothing except of a bored expression, while chewing. Some days all the prompting and prodding doesn’t help. We just have to shrug our shoulders and commit to try again in an hour or two. No need to freak out. This doesn’t determine how creative I will be in an hour or seven.