The email I've been avoiding writing
Hello, my loves. If you've been anywhere near my Substack or Medium this past week, you've probably noticed something: I cannot stop writing. Grief will do that I suppose - a deep need to figure it all out, too. I have been back in Indiana, in the wake of losing one of my best friends, and the words have been pouring out of me — not because I'm disciplined, not because I have a content calendar (maybe I should, but I don't), but because I NEED it. Writing is how I metabolize what's moving...