My first Substack. I’m on unfamiliar turf, so please bare with me while I get situated. I am very visual and I am not sold yet, I am going to need your feedback.
Ok, so here goes a series of random thoughts as if you were my shotgun friend during the hours I spend in the car. Or that imaginary friend you’d talk to when ideas come to mind and you don’t necessarily have someone available to share them with.
1. Walking through a spiderweb
It was an early morning dog poop walk (like many others) and I walked through a thin spiderweb. I thought of the spider’s dedication to making that long bridge from the tree to the fence across and I said “I’m sorry”. Nobody was around to witness me talking alone, I did feel a connection to nature and it was good, not having people around I mean.
2. I don’t like black olives
Those pitted hollow sliced on a Pizza Hut or those that linger semiconscious in a blob of melted cheese on the nachos at Monty’s.
3. Agnès Varda
and her first movie “La Pointe Courte”, shot in 1954. Probably because of the brilliant article published in The New Yorker, possibly because it was based in a fishing village.
4. A blunt bob
I am ready for the bluntness.
Say it in Italian: La peperonata
A vegetable stew with bell peppers, sweet onion, potatoes, tomatoes, and a hell of a lot of basil and olive oil. No garlic, OK? It’s a summer recipe because bell peppers are a summer thing, but it’s not exactly that light meal when it’s constant 40 Celsius, so what happens after eating it is a glorious nap under the cicadas.
5. Ignore our advice
There is no one true way to go about building a Substack. This is your playground, experiment with it. If you’re having fun, your readers will too.
(But trust us on the “subscribe” buttons!)