Writing toward the end of this world with Destiny Hemphill. I met Destiny Hemphill in 2019 over a bowl of noodles in Seattle’s International District. As the four of us ordered dumplings and shared stories, we had no idea that in the coming years, Destiny, Lisbeth, and I would spend hundreds hours together on video—dreaming, thinking, making agendas and spreadsheets, writing, editing, laughing, commiserating, strategizing, and doing spellwork—to turn that panel into a book.
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“While I’m On This Journey, Hold My Hand”
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Writing toward the end of this world with Destiny Hemphill. I met Destiny Hemphill in 2019 over a bowl of noodles in Seattle’s International District. As the four of us ordered dumplings and shared stories, we had no idea that in the coming years, Destiny, Lisbeth, and I would spend hundreds hours together on video—dreaming, thinking, making agendas and spreadsheets, writing, editing, laughing, commiserating, strategizing, and doing spellwork—to turn that panel into a book.