Who has the time?

Dear Reader,

It feels like a selfish and indulgent decision to be typing this right now. Honestly, it’s why I haven’t made a Substack or blog post in years, despite always pledging to do so each New Year. Who has time to read my little inner thoughts after sifting through the hundreds of emails, texts, Snapchats, social media posts, and real-life inquiries each day? Is anything I have to say on here worth carving out that space for? I don’t know.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about time. Who has it, who doesn’t. Who claims to be the busiest. Who actually is the busiest. Whether or not the busy-ness is worth the time we allocate for it. And how the hell does this all transfer to one’s creative practice?

I plan to share these thoughts and meditations in short essay format here on Substack and WordPress over the next few weeks. I’ve been shuffling through a variety of observations, conundrums, and solutions when it comes to time for my creative practice in the past two years, in particular post-divorce.

If you’d like to tag along, commiserate, or tell me I’m wrong, I’m here for it. I’m all ears.

Talk soon,

Andrea