Disbelief is catching. It rubs off on people. - Ray Bradbury

To feed your Muse, then, you should always have been hungry about life since you were a child. If not, it is a little late to start.

This afternoon, burn down the house. Tomorrow, pour critical water upon the simmering coals. Time enough to think and cut and rewrite tomorrow. But today-explode-fly-apart-disintegrate! The other six or seven drafts are going to be pure torture. So why not enjoy the first draft, in the hope that your joy will seek and find others in the world who, by reading your story, will catch fire, too?

You’re not God, are you? You don’t look like him.