Thanks for reading things I write on a daily-ish basis (though some of you weren’t invited but coaxed because I know you and you know me too well not to read the things that I write). This is a medium that’s familiar but not terribly formal in my mind. So we’ll see what happens here. This is a collection of short essays that I publish daily. Sometimes I edit them, and sometimes I don’t. But in essence, I know that the written (or typed) word is a vessel of sorts for the transference and translations of messages far beyond my comprehension into a digestible written form. I also love words, so there’s that.

I’ll try not to make this too long-winded, but thank you to A.G.D, for your guidance, to J.V.L, for revealing to me that words (even mine) have the power I couldn’t have imagined, and to JNM for being everything she is, for doing this first. and to Yrsa Daley-Ward. For being herself, and introducing me to this platform.

E basta. Read, don’t read. The choice is yours. But if you do, tell me what you think.

Please do not DM me if you read my work. Send me an email. Or a letter, or find a homing pigeon - anything but Instagram, I beg of you. It would shatter my beloved illusion that this writing on this platform is my brave act of shouting into the void. I needn’t be disillusioned so soon.

Some housekeeping if you do choose to read…

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Thanks again, and please tell a few friends if you feel like it.

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