OFFICE — How was after your show?
MACKENZIE THOMAS — I drank so many liquids onstage, so I was drunk, off a Redbull, and extremely hydrated. I just laid in my bed wanting to have some type of emotional moment, but my body was not there. So I just rolled up in a ball and thought about myself.
You’ve read my Substack so you know I’m in solidarity with you on this, but you said you got in trouble for some of the essays you wrote. What’s that about?
I walk an extremely dangerous line. I’m very personal and I'm very vulnerable and I give people a real look into my life online, but I keep the important stuff for myself. And with my blog, I WILL DO WHATEVER I WANT, I have a lot more control of the way that my narrative is perceived because it’s words. You have to engage with them differently than a live performace. If I'm saying something in a live performance, it becomes gossip. I'm putting something on my blog, it’s less gossip and more essay. It’s less sensationalized. Some of the material, especially the summer parts of the show, are about a time in my life that’s still unfolding around me, so I know people are talking about it. And that’s fine. I cannot be stopped.
You got famous from reading your diary entries for the internet, but obviously that was from a very far removed time. But now, Substack diary entry people are getting famous as writers. Even if not for the content, just for the salaciousness of it all. Do you think theres’ an ethical way to write about people?
Yes. The ethics lie within a code you make with yourself. All is fair in love and war. But the only ethical way to write about other people is to come to terms with every possibility that the outcome of your words can bring.
Did you ask people before you wrote about them?
No. If you're having a conversation with yourself and you're like, “Okay, this person might be upset with the way that I'm about to write about them,” then you have to call them. Ultimately I think that muses do get a say — they should have a say, but I think the artist has the final word.
Is everyone a muse for you?
No, no. I write about things that really move me. I write about things that disturb me. If I’m writing about you, you’ve removed a Jenga block from the tower. Either that's a really good thing, or the block that you've removed puts everything in question. And I have to write about that. I have people in my life that I write about, like my friend Ian and my roommate and best friend, Taryn — they've disturbed me in a really beautiful way. I was sitting on a couch with them watching the Grammy’s being like, “Holy shit, I didn’t know it could be this good.”
But then, I write about other people — people who’ve pissed me off, men who I have grievances with — they’ve disturbed me in a way that makes me go completely internal and makes me have a lot of uncontainable thoughts about myself and them. And I don’t really know where else to put that unless it’s somewhere in words. I don’t know how to come to terms with hurt without giving it to a feedback loop.





















