There was meant to have been a book called Ten Nights and a Night, which, had it gotten itself written before TEOTWAW(A)KI 9/11/2001 - The End Of The World As We (Americans) Knew It-might have opened with a sportive extended invocation to the Storyteller's Muse, more or less like this: Tell, O Muse of Story, the hundred-percent-made-up tale of a modern-day Odysseus's interlude with the brackish tidewater marsh-nymph here called WYSIWYG- "Wissywig?"