Oops! Ignore that second email, please.

No peeking. I see you.

Hello everyone! Sorry for the double-post on the last and latest essay. I’m still wrangling the CMS over here, and I’m doing it from my phone after not enough coffee. I accidentally uploaded an unfinished draft. Please ignore it.

For me, letting someone see an unfinished draft of my work is a little like showing them your underwear drawer, or your medicine cabinet. It’s private! Not everyone needs to see how the magic happens! So no peeking. And definitely no sharing.

Actually, this sort of thing seems to be the theme for the day. I’m writing from a long train ride down to Devon for the weekend, a journey I was looking forward to so much that I broke form and packed a very tasty, multiple-component home-made lunch, involving several tupperwares and wild overconfidence…

…and no fork.

Welcome to the chaos, subscribers old and new. Hope you have a lovely weekend, and Shana Tova for all those who are celebrating. At least we know each other a bit better now, and that’s no bad thing.