"my writing space is easy to picture—all you have to do is imagine a toddler taking out all of their toys & making mayhem for six straight days. which is an accurate description of my room, if you asked my friends, & that’s where most of my writing occurs. i don’t write at a desk or sit upright most of the time, which i know is bad for my wrists and back. i’m usually on my belly, in bed, narrowly escaping the mess i’ve created around me. i like to tell people, who dare comment about my room’s disarray, to write i must exist in chaos, where i can use everything & anything around me for inspiration: that’s how the greats did it, & so should i!"
"I think it’s really difficult to articulate the harm you cause others and it’s easier to “metaphoricalize”—that way your hurt is outside of you, not a part of you—and I also think it’s easier to forgive people when you do this. You can place blame on the abstract, something uncontrollable. I discovered while writing that’s what I was doing, both for my mother & my friend— explaining their irrationality by air in the brain (which I actually have a sister piece of, but I’m still editing)."