A whole new world

incognito: as hazel woods

there's too much catching up to do here, my strange friends.

what has happened to our world? what has happened to us?

in addition to resisting and protesting, my advice is to go deep.

radical transparence is not just something we should want

from our government.

ask it of yourself.

i will go first: i sold out. i published a book i was proud of

under a pseudonym. why? long answer forthcoming.

short answer: fear. money. inertia.

no surprise: it didn't go so well. poor hazel woods' p&l

numbers are as disappointing as as meg mullins'.

guess what? i finally don't give a fuck.

but, i did take an entire year off from writing.

and i did something on my bucket list.

i loved it. the napkins are dreamy. (please, don't order any)

turns out, i'm almost as terrible selling napkins

as i am selling books.

so, now what?

i've circled the wagons around

the boring, predictable, sensitive part

of myself who thinks about success

as some kind of balmy, palm-treed place one reaches

instead of a daily pursuit of kindness and creativity and utility

and i'm writing.

and i'm trying to laugh at djt. because i'm guessing

that's what he hates the most. being taken seriously

is part of the con. his policies and atrocities are serious and

must be opposed. but the man? what a joke.

dear strangers