hold. Whe…head of them. Songs never write themselves, but music is waiting, like night on the bluing horizon. To face a wall means there’s something beyond it — whether it’s desirable or not — just as writer’s block isn’t a result of oblivion, but a metaphysical barrier between the blank page and what it will hold. When a story takes hold of the writer, the narrative was underway long before, since the toddler ch…