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Being an artist doesn’t take much, just everything you got. Which means, of course, that as the process is giving your life, it is also bringing you closer to death. But it’s no big deal. – Hubert Selby, Jr. I have been consuming documentaries about writers… Born Into This is a collection of interviews about and [...]
I teeter in this place. Never sure. Never totally at ease. I open up such intimate parts of my life to the world. In writing, online and on stage. My rough upbringing, having had a mentally ill mother, homelessness, my history as a sex worker, pieces of my sexuality… to name a few. For the [...]
