A real nail-biter of a newsletter + Sit & Write #95
Greetings, friends!
I've been staring at the screen for days trying to come up with something pithy to write here, but the well is running dry. I considered just pasting in a piece of my old writing, then realized I had nothing complete enough to show. In moments like this, I spiral out remembering all the personal essays I've started and subsequently abandoned, the cover letters for various opportunities that I've written and then been too mortified to send, the novel draft I started in 2016 that I'm only half way through writing. To the left of my desk, a large heavy mirror that I meant to hang, the posters and art prints meant to decorate the walls around the mirror filed away in a magazine rack upstairs since we moved in 2 years ago, the to-do list pasted to my monitor in front of me with just 2 of 7 items checks off. One of those unchecked items is a gym membership I meant to cancel pre-pandemic. Is this what adulthood is? A series of checklists in a permanent state of incompletio…