Someone asked me what was so difficult about being called away from one's muse. To them -- and they weren't being mean-spirited -- writing a story or drawing a picture or composing music was the same as baking a cake or hanging wall paper: You can always start any time you feel like it.
Well, yeah...if by "any time" you mean "whenever the muse calls". As Charles Bukowski famously observed, "...it comes out of / your soul like a rocket / ...being still would / drive you to madness or / suicide or murder".
Every creator I know is nodding at this (and, yes, there are creators who manage to harness themselves to a steady work schedule; I contend for them the faucet is always on and they don't know how #%@&ing lucky they are to be able to fill their buckets on their own timetable).
For the rest of you, I've made a little simulation after the jump that will give you the barest inkling of what it feels like to be a creator denied access to pen / paper / pixels when inspiration hits.
Hold your breath, follow the jump, and don't inhale again until you scroll down to "10".
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there that wasn't so difficult was it?
![Thinkage [updated]](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/590697e7d1758ec4d7669624/1532758707279-KP1NVXR568BHB3RBUTGU/fritz-kahn-brain_lg+SQR.jpg)