The problem with the mojo is just that: it works in fits and starts. Watching deadlines creep forward and praying that the mojo will strike soon can be totally maddening - especially because I know my work without the mojo is nowhere near as good so I then procrastinate until the mojo hits. I'd really love to actually meet the smart me sometime, but for some reason I only ever catch the shadow of her in the middle of the night as she slips out the door.