@rnv Another thought about this:
If you learn to work the raw materials, you’ll be better prepared for when you are inspired. And you may eventually discover that the joy of working the raw materials is enough.
The "Lines Left on The Cutting Room Floor" that I've been posting here are all from a series of very traditional sonnets I forced myself to write. I ended up with around 120 of them. When I went back to work on them to see if there was anything there other than practice, only one of them survived as a sonnet, but I would not trade the sheer pleasure I felt in writing them all for anything.