Yes...

Spooky. I’m the same way. Some part of me thinks the whole “Muse" business is stupid. On the other hand, I have Prunebutt (a sarcastic fuzzball that sounds like Paul Lynde and goads me into writing), and Fred (a redhead whose hair spontaneously bursts into flames if I ignore her “pep talks” or listen to Edna, the blue-haired personification of the Inner Critic).

So, no, obviously I have no idea what you’re talking about, crazy lady. 😉