Freshly Baked Links v1
A weekly-ish series on what I'm reading, watching, loving--all in one spot
In society, we only seem to value the young. We covet their skin, their penchant for energy after 10pm, and their purchasing power. Many stand next to them hopeful their relevance will rub off like some sort of fairy dust.
And while the young excite me, it's the seasoned that deeply interest me. Because when the world tells them they're finished, their rebuke is anything but. This newsletter, in particular, was exciting:
"Although I am 70, I am a young writer. Like my house, I am unfinished. It does not escape me that I probably got an agent and a book contract with a well-known publisher because of my Instagram following rather than a body of literary work that shows I deserve it. I want to deserve it. This is probably what stops me from moving to paid subscriptions. Many of you who will read this have told me countless times that you love my writing. Some of you have pledged money to support my writing. I assure you; I am not putting myself down here. I am really okay about being unfinished with writing."
Perhaps I’m the only one in the free world who misses school. I loved college and graduate school, so this concept of planning “by semester” resonated.
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