Don't worry too much. I found that my muse was hiding from me because I was ignoring her in favor of my husband. I have since found an amenable balance, so hopefully she won't abandon me again. If she does, I might have to write a really mean scene about her in my fics.
Well as I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives; Seven wives had seven hats;Seven hats had seven cats; Seven cats had seven kits; Kits, cats, hats, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?