It’s 3 AM and the muse wakes you up, flitting and tripping around your brain, whispering in your ear, hinting at the fabulous stories she’ll tell you when you wake up in the morning. You groan, sit up, jot down a few notes and go back to sleep. The next morning, you have some coffee and boot up your computer. You look at the notes you made last night an…
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