When I first started writing what would become the poems in Eyes, Stones, I had no idea that I was writing a book. I am not even sure I knew I was writing poems.
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In December, 2010 I was in a very dark place, probably the worst depression I had ever experienced. There were days I could barely get out of bed. I was not sleeping more than 3 or 4 hours a night. I lost 20 pounds. There were many people who supported me during that time, who made space for me and kept me alive with their love, and I am still here because of them.
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Start small. It is beautiful to have a grand creative vision: a book you want to write, a show you want to create, an album you want to record. But the gap between where you are and what you want to create can be paralyzing. Instead of setting a huge goal with lots of pressure, begin small.
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When I was seven years old, my mother enrolled me in a ballet class at the local YMCA. I was pudgy, and a bit clumsy, and not very good, but I wanted to be a ballerina so badly because that’s what all the girls in my class were doing, so my mom signed me up.
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