“I wrote much of this in a room in our small farmhouse in the middle of nowhere in rural Pennsylvania and I think that was necessary. I was in no shape for human interaction for much of it, and being in this landscape allowed me to go deep into those cracks and crevices, feel that pain again, and stay there a while.” -Kelly McMasters
I spend most of my days doing editorial work at the Commonwealth Club and desperately searching for ways to make money on the side. But in my spare time, when I’m not doing things that normal young people like to do, I work for SMITH, an online magazine devoted to nonfiction, memoir, and collective story telling. I caught SMITH at a weird, intense time – their first book, Not Quite What I Was Planning, was just hitting the New York Times bestseller list. I was thinking about moving to New York and they were ready to toss me in with all the publicity and the readings and whatever they’re still doing over there. And then I moved to San Francisco.