“What I try to do is write. I may write for two weeks ‘the cat sat on the mat, that is that, not a rat,’.... And it might be just the most boring and awful stuff. But I try. When I’m writing, I write. And then it’s as if the muse is convinced that I’m serious and says, ‘Okay. Okay. I’ll come.”

Hon har fortfarande inte hört av sig. The muse, alltså, jag väntar inget besök av Maya Angelou.

Den där musan behöver lite mer övertalning. I'm getting there.