I've not been sleeping well, likely because I continue editing in my head as I fall asleep (I came up with a good idea last night). I should just stay up all day every day from now on. Prose is far more vicious than poetry in its ability to not be as malleable as I see poetry being, or, I'm a nitpicker and tinkerer since I was trained as a poet. All the first drafts of my prose are far too expository and rambling, so now I'm making them more tight, metaphorical, and imagistic.
Prose doesn't succumb so easily to this process as one might think, especially in a book that has researchy-essays followed by narrative followed by lyrical / prose poetry followed by narrative followed by researchy.... How can such a book move successfully between such diverse sub genres in nonfiction? Leaps of faith. Metaphor. Like stanzas in poems, or sonnets in a sequence. And yet....
"When I gave up writing poetry I was very sad, for I had devoted 15 years to the study of how the structures of poems carry meaning. But I was delighted to find that nonfiction prose can also carry meaning in its structures, can tolerate all sorts of figurative language, as well as alliteration and even rhyme. The range of rhythms in prose is larger and grander than it is in poetry, and it can handle discursive ideas and plain information as well as character and story. It can do everything. I felt as though I had switched from a single reed instrument to a full orchestra." (Annie Dillard)
If you don't read Garfield Minus Garfield, you are missing out. Here is the comic from 1/9/09, and it resonates on a deep, postmodern level.