Actually, I don’t think I want a Muse of fire.
Fire is finicky, hard to get started,
Especially when the wood is wet.
And then it burns too hot, and consumes everything.
None of this is helpful when you’re on deadline.
I’d really rather have a Muse of electricity.
Sparking with sharp, blue wit,
Casting bright, fluorescent light on all its subjects,
Summoned at the tap of my keyboard.◼