I think I've finally figured out exactly where my inspiration comes from with regards to my writing. I get my stories from being awake when nobody else is. Apparantly, I can weave stories whilst everyone else weaves dreams. So, my Inspiration is insomnia. Sleeplessness is my Muse.
Unfortunately, for the past several weeks, my work and life schedule would not permit me to be even semi-conscious past around 2230. That's not to say it is permitting me now, goodness no. I have to be at work in around eight hours. But, I'm going to harness this creative energy while I can.
Inspiration is fickle, though. There is a specific way things have to be for me to get anywhere close to having a muse attack. Sadly, the requirements essentially preclude any social interaction.
I need silence. The various noises of a fishtank, air conditioning system and Computer are permissible. Just, I can't have music on, I can't have televisions in the background, and I sure as hell can't have a drunken frat party in my room.
I need isolation. No instant messengers, no email, no comics, no blogs, no telephone. No contact with the outside. Just me and the Computer.
But finally, and most importantly of all:
I need my medication.
Y'see, one of the drugs I take is a controlled substance, and it does its job quite admirably. I'm not gonna tell you what it is right off the bat, though. You gotta work to find out what it is. It's a derivative of another drug, so I'm going to give you both chemical formulae.
C14H19NO2 <--- This is what I take.
C10H15N <--- This is what it is derived from.
And let me tell you, it does a damned good job of keeping me awake when I take it later than normal.
And it keeps my delicious brain juices flowing.