Stories helped me understand the world, helped me make sense of what I saw, how I felt, why people cried or ran away or returned.
They helped me understand who I was. Stories felt truer to me — or more honest — than life.
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Listening to other people tell their stories is what I’ve decided to be up to, hearing the heartbreak that connects us all. Listening enriches my life, deepens my empathy, and gives texture and dimension to my world. I make friends. I change my mind. I’ve turned the stories I’ve heard over the course of my life into two memoirs, a novel, two solo shows, and dozens of Substack posts. But the true value is less about what I’ve done with these stories than what these stories have done to me.
Two memoirs, a solo show walked into being across 540 miles, and an ongoing conversation with strangers — every piece circles the same belief that connection is closer than we think.
I’ve never told anyone about all of this before.
A stranger on an airplane
Conversations with Strangers
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