I MOVED TO NEW YORK WHEN I WAS 19. I WASN'T GOING TO SCHOOL BUT IT WAS THE BEST EDUCATION.
Around that time I started gravitating more towards publishing. There’s a small press I really admired, still do, called Ugly Duckling Presse. I hit them up and asked, "Can I volunteer? Can I do something? Can I hang around?" and they were like, "Sure, come through." I can’t even call it an internship. I was helping them hand-stitch chapbooks. That was a big moment of being like, okay, these are little micro steps within a macro goal. .
My gas tank was starting to run on E. I’m 21. What's the next move? I was craving an actual formal education, so I moved back to Kansas to go to KU. I told myself, “It's going to be three years, then I can go to the next step”.