Today I'm chasing the muse.
The fickle thing slips in and out, whispers in my ear, and then disappears. I get glimpses of the shape my story should take, and the characters are set to holler if I get it wrong...but the spirit of inspiration slides away with only the slightest of winks in my direction.
So I'm chasing the muse.
What do you do when the muse slips away?