It’s been about ten years since I really tried to write anything on the internet. I might talk it up at different times, because it felt big, but the fact is that I was never really very good at what were my completely unpaid jobs that I liked very much and allowed me to meet and talk to very cool people at phenomenal events.
I think it’s fair to say that every nineteen year old needs an editor, but then, so do thirty four year olds, but I’m working with what I’ve got at this point.
I used to love writing. For years, if I was known for any one thing on my person, it was the little black Moleskine notebooks that I’d be writing in throughout my day. But over time writing seemed to just become something I was less and less capable of in the way I had been before. I can talk for days, but getting my thoughts in a row in such a way that it made sense to a reader, if it was ever something that was in my grasp, is gooooone, and I would like it not to be.
In the eleven years since I was bad at my job as a journalist, I’ve gotten pretty good at some other jobs, working in technical positions that surround writing. What I’ve learned about myself, in therapy, and also in just doing and making things and being alive in the world, is that I love a project where I can start from nothing and have I can hold in my hands, or to make something work. Welcome to that something!
This isn’t necessarily a writing project, or a blog, or whatever people put on the internet next to something with their face on it these days. It’s just a site, for me - a little personal project that I make myself. Because it’s 2026, and nothing feels like you can own it or understand it anymore, I want to avoid using AI to build any part of it, and instead learn how to work with Hugo or whatever I end up making happen. My own little corner of the indie web.
So, thanks for popping by, see you again soon, and be sure to leave your thoughts on a commment card on your way out.