You can’t chase two rabbits at once.
You and the pen and the paper are a thruple, writing as one.
What I love about being a writer and creative person is the insight it gives me into art and art-making.
You can’t chase two rabbits at once.
There are things I am still afraid of, but being myself will no longer be one of them.
Writing is a mystery to me, a heroic mystery. It’s such a challenge every time I go to the page. I never know how I’m going to finish anything without first getting into it.
One should never resort to dullness, ennui, tedium, languor in order to embrace acceptance.
I hadn’t thought the manuscript was so bad it deserved being torched.
When I go deep with my direct community of women we are able to identify needs to aid in the development of our juiciest, most creative selves.
Editing is where the poems take shape and come to life.
All in nonfiction
“Either a book or a start-up,” he demanded, “not both.” I acquiesced; and now that I’ve just retired, it’s time to start writing again.
I got my first diary when I was 8. I remember how excited I was to have a place to put my thoughts, my dreams.
…my own fantasies held more truth, more conviction, and more hope than I had been finding in the world around me.
It was more about persistence and letting the spirit of this book know that I was showing up for duty every day no matter what.
Writing is a very solitary process for me. I write for hours before my husband wakes up and before the sun comes up.
I could schlep around a laptop but choose pencil and paper. I like the tactility of it, and the look of my scrawl.
I have to take a medication that without, would leave me dead in three days. This keeps me close to death, close to catastrophe.
I am always working to reconcile the disparity between academia and the poor/working class, and engage in larger conversations about breaking down borders between the two.
The feedback I'm getting is that for many sex workers, who feel so starved for validation and positive representation, holding the book itself, the actual artifact, is quite powerful.
It is still a daily process. Growing up with unconventional education and learning disabilities, I would focus too much on the typos and grammar, rather than value the expression of my authentic self.
I have always lived my life on the margins, and now, with this incredibly oppressive status of felon, I have entered a new, more visceral and dehumanizing zone, one that is similar to that of my ancestors who were forced to be slaves.
My right hand needs to guide a purple ball-point pen across the blue lines of a white legal pad.
The month is so charged and uplifting...like a long holiday for writers.
I'm trying to straddle this line between digital game design and poetry in my own work at the moment.