Well, I’ve really done it this time—I’ve started a newsletter. Nobody is more bewildered about it than I am. And if you don’t believe me, consider the title alone.
Wait… what?
This is a cozy corner of the internet, where you can find recipes, fashion obsessions, weekly recaps and a look into all the weird corners of my brain and not have to guess what I’m making or loving… because guess what?
I know the idea of getting more emails these days sends a shiver up and then back down the spine and, you better believe it, up again. But I’m aiming for the sort of treatise that gently pats you on the head and says, “Just a quick tap tap of nonsense from yours truly. Nothing to respond to here—skim it, read it, spit at it, and off ya go!”
Think of it as a few bites of weekly banter from a reasonably introverted comedian with a reliably anxious-depressive brain—so the things I would have blurt-garbled to the hat rack at the party if I could think more clearly under social pressure.
You have been warned.
Why subscribe?
I suppose because you are curious about my life (SPOILER ALERT: it’s niche, babe), or just need a point of reference for your own that makes you feel, by comparison, wildly capable and clear-eyed.
Every other week, I’ll ponder something that caught me off guard or begs for more answers.
Note:
The first few installments will be free and available to all, and then subsequent full-length posts will only available to paid subscribers, with additional perks (TBD). That stands for “totally big deal!!!”
(OFF THE RECORD)
DO I KEEP THIS STUFF BELOW?! IT WAS HERE ALREADY AND I HAVE NEVER BEEN GOOD AT DECLUTTERING. IT FEELS IMPORTANT. FINE, I’ll DELETE SOME OF THE WORDS TO CREATE A SENSE OF MYSTERY.
