The Wonderful Mistake. Where Do You End and the World Begins?
Grief has a way of erasing your map. One day you’re moving with confidence, and the next you’re standing in front of your work thinking, is this the first time I’ve ever done this? I’m recording solo while Nathan’s away, partly because I need to hang out, and partly because the last few weeks have been heavy with loss. When your mind goes quiet and your body goes numb, the usual creative routines don’t always work, so I lean into the simplest thing I can do: tell the truth, read, write, and k...