Mudlark,

From your earlier post:
"but resonates so strongly I feel compelled to respond, a sort of giving back, "

I think this is a perfect description. This is exactly what I feel, when I am talking with my muse ( lowercase) and find that some lines of verse have formed in my mind. I find I have little control over it- it pours through me, as well as out onto the page.

GUEST, Crystal,

I do not know if Muses hate, or just ignore those they dislike. I would like to think that your Muse is being heard imperfectly- One does have to provide the craft to contain the creativity. The Muse provides the spark- but the person is required to supply the wood ( or coal...) for the fire, to forge out a work, be it song, or poem, or prose. IMHO, of course.