Hi friend,
Amelia, here. It’s been quite a while since I’ve written to you. Sure, I’ve sent you a few emails, but I haven’t actually written to you. I haven’t opened the sacred space of address that I like to cultivate on this list.
In the time that I haven’t been writing you, many more people have signed up to hear from me. Most of you landed here because of what I practice (and preach) about leaving social media.
It’s true. I’ve been off Instagram since April 2022, and it’s felt like a revelation.
It’s also felt lonely at times. I’m not in constant conversation with my community any more, so I’ve had to cultivate new habits of keeping in touch. That’s been enriching, but also exhausting. It relies on me being more intentional and others returning the effort. It’s not easy and I’m trying to sit with the discomfort of the process.
As I’ve been sitting with that discomfort, I’ve been reading a lot. Lately I’ve read:
I've also been reading lots of fantasy and romance. I devoured all 11 books of
The Fever Series this summer, and I read
Love on the Brain in one sitting last weekend.
When I was a kid, I often turned to books when I felt lonely. Nancy Drew and Anne of Green Gables weren't just fictional characters to me. They were my friends. I loved escaping into their worlds for an evening or a weekend.
Now, decades later, I find myself doing the same thing. I've gone back to fiction to enter other worlds. I've coped with loneliness by making books my friends. I track them in my little reading app. See our group photo below. ♡