I was cozily ensconced in my spot, typing frantically on today’s 1500 words when Rick clomped down the hall, flicking on the light over my shoulder.
Me- NO! Do not turn on the light for the muse will only speak to me while I am clothed in the darkness! Brighten not my cave!
Rick, flicking light off and considering me- And from the way you squinted, the glare coming off your screen must suck.
Me- Well, yeah, that too. But muses and darkness sound better.
Curiouser and Curiouser 