A Hiatus of Sorts… or a Longish Sabbatical?
Through February or March or International Waffle Day?
I don’t like when people post stupid news like this because it seems so…
When I deleted my Twitter account many weeks ago, I just did it with no announcement because I figured no one would really care.
So. This. Feels. Weird.
I’m taking a break from Substack and scaling back on Instagram with the occasional ridiculousness.
I have a few reasons for going underground:
I started a new job that I love with an amazing team. I have a lot to learn and a big event coming up. I just want to do my best.
I started putting together my 2024 resolutions, and what stood out to me were three things. First, I need to get back out there… in my exploration mode. I have a running list of places to visit which will kickstart my sensual journey again, but in a very different way than before, one emphasizing unique experiences with new, engaging, and supportive friends.
With that, secondly, I want to write about my upcoming experiences and strengthen the purpose and intentions of my discoveries. I plan on getting serious with pitching again and figuring out if my memoir is a story about my past or if it is about how I cope through my season of discovery in the future. I need more time to focus on actual writing.
Lastly, as mentioned above, I need supportive friends for what's ahead for me. I keep my inner circle tight and am very judicious in letting new people in. My big piece comes out around February, and I don’t know what’s going to happen with it. I (blatantly) reveal my sexuality for the first time in the piece, and this will be done on a national (global?) scale. Basically, I need people who can relate.
I feel fantastic about 2024, but I want to keep the healthy, growing mindset and momentum going, so I’m also going back to therapy after the holidays. Every memoirist has a bit of narcissism in them, so I’m looking forward to talking about myself to an audience of one. Like the therapist signed up for that… ???
Also there are home projects and sweet moments to relish with my family before the spring sports rush continues back up again.
I’m very intentional and systematic when it comes to something like this newsletter. I pushed myself for one post per week with two Fracture rundowns per month. It may have not seemed like much, but I put a lot of thought into my offerings as I read and saved articles, recorded audio clips, and selected past pieces to edit and re-post.
I have a lot more to say and plan on picking up from where I’m leaving off—when I’m ready and can breathe a little. I look forward to engaging again here on Substack, and I’m thankful to those who have been curious about my little world.
In the meantime, make sure to follow me on Instagram as I pop on to post my adventures in 2024 and forthcoming pieces for Moonflake Press and THE BIG PLACE YOU’VE DEFINITELY HEARD OF. (I’m seriously going to be pissed if they shelve it.)
If you’re new, get a feel for my quirkiness and depth by going through my past Fracture posts and one of my favorites, “Wish You Were Here (Extended Version).”
See you soon, friends!
P.S. International Waffle Day is March 25. 😉
I was one of the people that noticed you had left Twitter but I understand why. I am looking forward to your next projects as well as mine. Nice to have met you in this fucked up world.
Good luck on your future plans. Your article on huffington was just interesting. I love to hear about peoples adventures in life. Robert. G.