Home Actress Amanda Palmer HD Instagram Photos and Wallpapers May 2024 Amanda Palmer Instagram - MEMOIR OF THE YEAR: “Splinters” Leslie Jamison’s writing is so honest it should be illegal. It is rare that I look forward so much to reading a book and am not only NOT disappointed, but floored by how brutally good it is. Bestseller Leslie Jamison came across my radar in 2018, when “The Recovering” caught my eye. I was prepping “There Will Be No Intermission”, my own brutal memoir of an album. I was totally riveted by her writing voice. So poetic, so mundane, so radically honest. I felt like she’d invited me into the most private, dirty underwear drawer of her heart. In “The Recovering” she tangles with her eating disorder history, a drinking problem, her twisted relationship patterns…and much like “Eat Pray Love” (FIE!!, it’s a classic), she winds up at the end with a nice guy. Yay Happy End! Her life is nice and sober and good! BUT WAIT. Six years later, we get part two. After reading “The Recovering” I tracked her down (easy, she lives in NYC). We managed to have a dinner together. She looked like she was in a state of shock. She’d just had a baby, and her marriage was collapsing. Turns out she WAS in a state of shock. Shortly after the book went huge, she gave birth to her first kid, and within months, she left Mr. Babydaddy. She was drowning in the thick of breastfeeding an infant while divorcing a patner AND while promoting her book on the road and...BOOM. Covid hits. She was locked alone in a room with a baby, a broken marriage, and no lifejacket. Splinters is her record of what it feels like when EVERYTHING breaks and you’re holding a kid in your arms. I’ve never felt SO SEEN by a book. Entire passages - her attempts to co-parent with compassion, her struggle with ego, her mash of love affairs (including a hilarious one with a touring musician referred to only as “The Tumbleweed”) - might has well have been cut-and-pasted from my life. She’s a master dot-connector; the swirl of art, conversations and news ALL go in the soup. Leslie and I will be in conversation June 1st @gravesidevariety in collab with the @goldennotebookbookstore (there’s 20 tickets left!); I’ll be filming/transcribing for patrons only, so join. 📸 @markostow

Amanda Palmer Instagram – MEMOIR OF THE YEAR: “Splinters” Leslie Jamison’s writing is so honest it should be illegal. It is rare that I look forward so much to reading a book and am not only NOT disappointed, but floored by how brutally good it is. Bestseller Leslie Jamison came across my radar in 2018, when “The Recovering” caught my eye. I was prepping “There Will Be No Intermission”, my own brutal memoir of an album. I was totally riveted by her writing voice. So poetic, so mundane, so radically honest. I felt like she’d invited me into the most private, dirty underwear drawer of her heart. In “The Recovering” she tangles with her eating disorder history, a drinking problem, her twisted relationship patterns…and much like “Eat Pray Love” (FIE!!, it’s a classic), she winds up at the end with a nice guy. Yay Happy End! Her life is nice and sober and good! BUT WAIT. Six years later, we get part two. After reading “The Recovering” I tracked her down (easy, she lives in NYC). We managed to have a dinner together. She looked like she was in a state of shock. She’d just had a baby, and her marriage was collapsing. Turns out she WAS in a state of shock. Shortly after the book went huge, she gave birth to her first kid, and within months, she left Mr. Babydaddy. She was drowning in the thick of breastfeeding an infant while divorcing a patner AND while promoting her book on the road and…BOOM. Covid hits. She was locked alone in a room with a baby, a broken marriage, and no lifejacket. Splinters is her record of what it feels like when EVERYTHING breaks and you’re holding a kid in your arms. I’ve never felt SO SEEN by a book. Entire passages – her attempts to co-parent with compassion, her struggle with ego, her mash of love affairs (including a hilarious one with a touring musician referred to only as “The Tumbleweed”) – might has well have been cut-and-pasted from my life. She’s a master dot-connector; the swirl of art, conversations and news ALL go in the soup. Leslie and I will be in conversation June 1st @gravesidevariety in collab with the @goldennotebookbookstore (there’s 20 tickets left!); I’ll be filming/transcribing for patrons only, so join. 📸 @markostow

Amanda Palmer Instagram - MEMOIR OF THE YEAR: “Splinters” Leslie Jamison’s writing is so honest it should be illegal. It is rare that I look forward so much to reading a book and am not only NOT disappointed, but floored by how brutally good it is. Bestseller Leslie Jamison came across my radar in 2018, when “The Recovering” caught my eye. I was prepping “There Will Be No Intermission”, my own brutal memoir of an album. I was totally riveted by her writing voice. So poetic, so mundane, so radically honest. I felt like she’d invited me into the most private, dirty underwear drawer of her heart. In “The Recovering” she tangles with her eating disorder history, a drinking problem, her twisted relationship patterns…and much like “Eat Pray Love” (FIE!!, it’s a classic), she winds up at the end with a nice guy. Yay Happy End! Her life is nice and sober and good! BUT WAIT. Six years later, we get part two. After reading “The Recovering” I tracked her down (easy, she lives in NYC). We managed to have a dinner together. She looked like she was in a state of shock. She’d just had a baby, and her marriage was collapsing. Turns out she WAS in a state of shock. Shortly after the book went huge, she gave birth to her first kid, and within months, she left Mr. Babydaddy. She was drowning in the thick of breastfeeding an infant while divorcing a patner AND while promoting her book on the road and...BOOM. Covid hits. She was locked alone in a room with a baby, a broken marriage, and no lifejacket. Splinters is her record of what it feels like when EVERYTHING breaks and you’re holding a kid in your arms. I’ve never felt SO SEEN by a book. Entire passages - her attempts to co-parent with compassion, her struggle with ego, her mash of love affairs (including a hilarious one with a touring musician referred to only as “The Tumbleweed”) - might has well have been cut-and-pasted from my life. She’s a master dot-connector; the swirl of art, conversations and news ALL go in the soup. Leslie and I will be in conversation June 1st @gravesidevariety in collab with the @goldennotebookbookstore (there’s 20 tickets left!); I’ll be filming/transcribing for patrons only, so join. 📸 @markostow

Amanda Palmer Instagram – MEMOIR OF THE YEAR: “Splinters”

Leslie Jamison’s writing is so honest it should be illegal.

It is rare that I look forward so much to reading a book and am not only NOT disappointed, but floored by how brutally good it is.

Bestseller Leslie Jamison came across my radar in 2018, when “The Recovering” caught my eye. I was prepping “There Will Be No Intermission”, my own brutal memoir of an album.

I was totally riveted by her writing voice. So poetic, so mundane, so radically honest. I felt like she’d invited me into the most private, dirty underwear drawer of her heart. In “The Recovering” she tangles with her eating disorder history, a drinking problem, her twisted relationship patterns…and much like “Eat Pray Love” (FIE!!, it’s a classic), she winds up at the end with a nice guy. Yay Happy End! Her life is nice and sober and good!

BUT WAIT. Six years later, we get part two.

After reading “The Recovering” I tracked her down (easy, she lives in NYC). We managed to have a dinner together. She looked like she was in a state of shock. She’d just had a baby, and her marriage was collapsing.

Turns out she WAS in a state of shock. Shortly after the book went huge, she gave birth to her first kid, and within months, she left Mr. Babydaddy. She was drowning in the thick of breastfeeding an infant while divorcing a patner AND while promoting her book on the road and…BOOM. Covid hits. She was locked alone in a room with a baby, a broken marriage, and no lifejacket.

Splinters is her record of what it feels like when EVERYTHING breaks and you’re holding a kid in your arms.

I’ve never felt SO SEEN by a book. Entire passages – her attempts to co-parent with compassion, her struggle with ego, her mash of love affairs (including a hilarious one with a touring musician referred to only as “The Tumbleweed”) – might has well have been cut-and-pasted from my life. She’s a master dot-connector; the swirl of art, conversations and news ALL go in the soup.

Leslie and I will be in conversation June 1st @gravesidevariety in collab with the @goldennotebookbookstore (there’s 20 tickets left!); I’ll be filming/transcribing for patrons only, so join.

📸 @markostow | Posted on 23/May/2024 20:27:10

Amanda Palmer Instagram – I’m a writer again? Oh New York City with your tall buildings and elevators and weird lobby art. I love you. 

Publishing and management meetings galore. 

This mama is getting back to writing some real books and it’s long overdue. 

Stay tuned; I have about 7 books in mind and it’ll take a second.

Meanwhile I have a new @dresdendolls record to make and tour around the world. It’s gonna work.🫠

The patreon? Don’t worry. It’s going to be the backstage workshop and lab for everything, and the living room/pub in which I collapse at the end of the day after trying to engage with whatever we are calling The Real World.

Now that I’m about to hit 20,000 patrons 🎉, I’m starting to believe that IT IS the real world and everything else is just imaginary.

About half of these folks are paying patrons and the other half are along for the ride; they are “free members” who get free posts but not locked content.

If you don’t understand how patreon works, think of it like a subscribtion to an artist-as-magazine, or a contribution to your local museum or NPR station.

You don’t have to tune into 100% of the content; it would be almost weird if you did. 

But you want an artist broadcasting content, because you trust them to make the right choices in broadcasting. That’s what patronage is. Not so much a store for “stuff” as a consistent support for artists and writers to make things unfettered by the strains of capitalism and sales.

I’ve funded albums, videos, podcasts, poems, charity projects, documentaries, live-streamed countless concerts. Answered countless questions. Read hundreds of thousand of comments.

These people know me. But also, I know them. It’s family.

I’m coming up on my 10th year on Patreon and it’s changed my life. Not everybody understands it, not everybody likes it, and the beauty of it is…not everybody needs to.

I’ve sent almost 2k posts to my patrons…that’s about a post every four days. The story is an always story.

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