When the Writing Doesn’t Work

I try to find shade amongst the hot light of frustration, and this usually involves me downloading music…both because the kind of music I listen to can give me a hint of where I am emotionally (Frustrated? Sad?) and because a song has 3 minutes (give or take) to get a story across, and because song writers have the kind of metaphorical genius that makes me want to buy them endless cups of coffee if they’ll teach me how they think. Plus, I like the gestalt of music–how lyrics and melody combin...