Got horrendously sick this week, but it finally gave me time to read, and probably gave me the right headspace to relate to Smith’s hunger to go and make in her sickly childhood years. This is the second memoir of hers I’ve read, and I am just so mesmerized by the intersection of her life and the lives of artists I love. Her voice is fascinating and sometimes feels like she is omniscient?
— Jan 15, 2026 07:34AM
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