Shout-out to anyone else who sometimes needs A Moment to process how profoundly immature the world is.
Sometimes, when writing explainers, I feel an overwhelming sense of futility.
Last week, realizing my agent didn't even grok the anti-propaganda themes in my war trilogy made me acutely aware that markets aren't primed to want work reevaluating our history and cultural givens.
We want stories that sing in-group safety and self-righteousness back to us.
O we small and fragile creatures, eh?
You said it, Scott.
But what a gift to know that one isn't alone with all the hardship this state of affairs creates.
Cheers, friend. Thanks for reaching out.