Self-expression without craft is for toddlers.
I love mixing up my genres.
As I started writing about loss and grief, I was taking what felt unmanageable and using my songwriting, my sense of poetry and discipline, to try and make it manageable.
With time the unbearable becomes shocking, becomes sad, and finally becomes poignant.
Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong.
I was angry at my parents when I had to have brain surgery, that they weren't still around, because no matter how old you are you want you parents when you're going through something like that.