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About Julia Cameron
American author and artist
Julia Cameron is an American author, artist, poet, playwright, novelist, filmmaker, composer, and journalist. She is best known for The Artist's Way, published in 1992, and has 92 quotes on the site. Her work ranges widely across nonfiction, short fiction, essays, novels, plays, musicals, and screenplays. Across that body of work, she is especially associated with writing about creativity and artistic practice, through both her books and her broader career as a teacher and maker of many forms.
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