For the the last two months I have kept control of my muse, never letting her flood my mind with new ideas for stories and to a large extent the plan worked, and I was able to get some rest at night.
Two weeks ago, I got back into the mood for writing and editing. This enabled the muse to be free think of new ideas as stories unfolded in front of me, and yet, again I pay heavily for the freedom she has.
Last night I stopped work at about 2:00 am (GMT) and tried to get some sleep, none came and by 6:00 I had given up the hope of getting to sleep. I resumed work at about 7:00 and have been awake since that time.