For most writers I know, the muse is a loved enemy, a hated friend, an enigma. Just when you need inspiration—say, at the eleventh hour of a deadline— the muse is nowhere near. And when you least need it—say, at the eleventh hour at night— it’s present and shouting. But what if I told you that you can actually train the muse to show up when you need it to? I discovered this out of necessity, and it changed my life.