a little catching up to do

Since abandoning my blog several years ago (read: the title contained my full name and I didn’t feel comfortable as a public educator having my work fully searchable), I haven’t had a true home online and it has felt odd. I love to share content and curate things that make me think, and I love knowing that it can all live in one place. 2020 blew up my relationship with Instagram, and while I have been more active there lately, I’m not comfortable with it being my home base (read: my feelings re: Meta and the incredible fragility of the social media ecosystem).

Enter Substack and an archive paywall. I’m so excited to build my content collection here in all of its glory, knowing that only those truly dedicated to my work will have perpetual access. I have witnessed (often) the cruelty of lurkers and their ability to access and rip apart for sport the work of earnest creators. I work in a high school. And with many women.

My free newsletter will be a bit more guarded, a bit more of the “public” me. Paid subscribers will get the raw me and the labor-of-love projects. For years I have poured the raw me onto the wide open internet, but age and wisdom have taught me that the wide open world doesn’t necessarily deserve my heart and blood, sweat and tears.