Inside the black hole.

Why subscribe to my newsletter? Think of it as proximity to the most anonymous person on the internet. The equivalent of reading the OED in a public library circa 1989. Sure, there's the Rolling Stone interview nobody read. And the thirty Sardinians who ride the bus with me every day. And the literary journal stuff that nobody with a pulse has read. But, that's my ^*entire public footprint.

But inside the black hole you'll find something strange, evocative - like a tomato that tastes like - oh. my. god. A tomato! Yes dear reader, we're talking about an actual human voice. A singular and worthless thing in this fantastic world of robots and space rockets.

A voice that will sound off on whatever, whenever, in patterns so befuddling — and at the same time so stubbornly real — that you will find yourself checking your inbox not because you're expecting anything in particular, but because you've forgotten what that feels like.

Best of all subscribing is essentially an anonymizer. No algorithm knows you're here. No engagement metrics are being optimized. No one is trying to sell you a mattress. Just you, me and the void.