Discovering each new piece of her was a treasure only surpassed by the next discovery. It did not take too long before she agreed to make our relationship official.
While the myth of the lone genius is dangerous for the successful artist, it is absolutely cruel to the aspiring artist.
I didn’t like my room when I first moved in. It didn’t have Flynn, for one thing.
There’s a warm spot on the floor in front of the refrigerator—my favorite spot to think.
You’re not supposed to say yes to everything these days. I know.
Inside these walls, we aren’t robots.
Inside these walls, we are artists.
The reasons for rock’s indifference towards indie’s old hegemony are several.
Bodies fail our expectations; that is what it is to be embodied.
Dear Supportive Friends, Middle School English Teachers, and Madcap Coffee:
Anyway we walk quickly because it’s cold and I say, “I’m thirty!” but I’m also fourteen and twenty-one and making all those mistakes.