There are plenty of writer's who claim there is no such thing as a muse. You just need to sit your butt in a chair and write. Well, that's fine and dandy and does get words on a page. But, for me anyway, forcing the writing brings dull, colorless words. Stuff that ends up on the editing room floor. True inspiration usually comes other times, when I least expect it, when I'm not at my desk, My muse brings me morsels of delicious words dripping with eloquent prose.
If you see Ethyl (yes that's her name) please tell her to come home. Her writing buddy needs her.
P.S. Tell her I have chocolate.