So, while I’ve been busting my rear these last five/six years, wrestling myself into the mode of prose and subjecting myself to all the frustrations of prose’s inherent structures, wouldn’t it be totally ironic if songwriting has been waiting for me all along, waiting for me to get my head on straight and grab enough cojones to step out with it? Wouldn’t it be completely ironic if all along, instead of pushing myself into fiction, I should have been heading back to lyric? I should have been heading home?

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