On reinvention

reflections on creativity, self-doubt, and "becoming"

Photos of my first quilt commission for Brett and Tessa’s soon-to-arrive baby.

Since I can remember, I wanted nothing more than to be a "real writer." As a toddler, spinning imaginary worlds on the playground, I dreamed of publishing sprawling fantasy novels. By middle school, when depression arrived and SPIN magazine became my gospel, I wanted nothing more than to rot in the indiesleaze journalism scene in New York. In my 20s, af…