I'm not here to make friends*
Welcome to the Sunday post.
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The first EXIT INTERVIEW is coming this month. Because we are human, things could change. But look for it.
I’m plotting a potential conversation for a zoom audience about having friendships with other artists. I asked someone I consider one of my best friends if she’d be down for it if I got it together and came up with a plan. I’ve been thinking lately about what makes it possible for artists to maintain friendships with one another for lots of reasons. I like reading about these friendships. I’ve been in and am in these friendships. I’ve had a handful of these that have either soured, been destroyed, bridges burned, or just quietly ghosted. Most of that handful were friendships formed in the three years my three books were published.
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