I feel like, lately, I’m starting every newsletter with “sorry for being so quiet lately”—and it’s true: I am sorry, and I have been way too quiet. But the truth is, other than the ins and outs of daily life, there isn’t much going on. I go to work, I do my Ninja Writers calls, I come home. I write poems, I spend some time gaming, I watch some TV, and I go to sleep.
I know how some of that feels. But good things can happen.
When Mom died at 91 and left us some cash, my two brothers both bought trailers - tiny houses with license plates.
My wife and I bought a chunk of bush so far from a road we have to buy an ATV to get there across crown land on hunter's trails. And we get to build our own tiny house with no license plate.
The good stuff is the surprising ways that we meet the strange future.
Zach, you have strange things ahead, and you will meet them in surprising ways. Maybe dancing is involved, both arms vigorously in tune with something.
All the best, Zach. You are my muse forever🦋
I know how some of that feels. But good things can happen.
When Mom died at 91 and left us some cash, my two brothers both bought trailers - tiny houses with license plates.
My wife and I bought a chunk of bush so far from a road we have to buy an ATV to get there across crown land on hunter's trails. And we get to build our own tiny house with no license plate.
The good stuff is the surprising ways that we meet the strange future.
Zach, you have strange things ahead, and you will meet them in surprising ways. Maybe dancing is involved, both arms vigorously in tune with something.
All my best.