In light of the recent publication of Gold Dust Woman, Stephen Davis’ new biography of Stevie Nicks, I’ve been doing some Stevie-soul-searching, which has led me to some of the greatest quotes from anyone I have ever read. I am now definitely naming my child Stevie so that they may be as fearless and wonderful as their namesake. Join me on my Stevie journey.
1. He and I were about as compatible as a rat and a boa constrictor.
2. I am pretty fearless, and you know why? Because I don’t handle fear very well; I’m not a good terrified person.
3. My generation fought very hard for feminism, and we fought very hard to not be labeled as you had to have a husband or you had to be in a relationship, or you were somehow not a cool chick.
4. It was my 16th birthday—my mom and dad gave me my Goya classical guitar that day. I sat down, wrote this song, and I just knew that that was the only thing I could ever really do—write songs and sing them to people.
5. Rock and menopause do not mix. It is not good, it sucks and every day I fight it to the death, or, at the very least, not let it take me over.
6. I made a conscious decision that I was not going to have children. I didn’t want others raising them, and looking after them myself would get in the way of being a musician and writer.
7. By the time I was five, I was a little diva.
8. Even in my really bad, drugged-out days, I didn’t go away. I still toured, still did interviews. I never gave up the fight. That’s why I’m who I am today, because I didn’t leave. And I think I made the right choice.
9. Being able to take care of myself is something that my mom really instilled in me.
(I will also instill this in my child Stevie, don’t worry.)
10. When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.
11. There is a part of me that has to depend on fantasy, because if you can’t be somewhat of a fantasy person, then you can’t write.
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