Think of how much we stress about living up to our "potential," and how it creates anxiety and terror in people; in short, stops them from living their life as fully as they might out of fear and self-loathing.

I love poetry, but I find it so difficult to write well.

The most precious love is often the kind that isn't returned, and that is given freely.

Think of how much we stress about living up to our "potential," and how it creates anxiety and terror in people; in short, stops them from living their life as fully as they might out of fear and self-loathing.

People romanticize, I think, this notion of life. But life at all costs is not life, it's ego-extension.

Nonfiction ties your hands a bit, and just like writing poetry in rhyme, it can force you to make more brutal decisions in terms of word choice, plot, etc.

I honestly turned to writing because I didn't know what else to do, and because a friend had gently suggested it.