I was talking to a class today and one of the students asked if publishing a book turned out like I thought, if it was therapeutic, if it felt good. Something like that. I get asked versions of it a lot. I’d like to say it was great and everything I hoped and I haven’t lost my fucking mind. But I’ve been watch…
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