“No, I don’t want your fucking newsletter, I want a proper website.”
— Me, 29th January 2019
Today seems a good day to be a PAIN IN THE ASS again and remind people that I’d love you to sign up to my newsletter.
It’s out once a month, I won’t spam you, and I think it’s quite good!
— Me, 18th August 2023
I find my Road to Damascus on the subject of newsletters to be a bit of an odd one. When I started one up for Dirty Feed back in January, it was done grudgingly at best. With Elon busy destroying Twitter – my primary source of traffic – and with no appetite to start again on another social network, I saw a newsletter as a forced life raft. A way of getting my stuff in front of people, sure. But I wasn’t going to enjoy it. I wanted to write here, on my actual site; doing a newsletter seemed a guaranteed way of reducing the available time for my efforts here.
Eight months in, I have to admit: I was entirely wrong, and should have started one years ago. It’s some of the most fun I’ve had with Dirty Feed in ages, and I’ve come up with a format which is entirely different to the main site.1 Indeed, writing the newsletter scratches a slightly different writing itch to my main stuff here on Dirty Feed full stop; the time I spend on the newsletter wouldn’t necessarily translate into extra articles here. I treat it a little like a worry stone throughout the month: every time I have a spare five minutes, I do a little work on the newsletter. It’s rather soothing, in fact.
So if you haven’t already signed up, please do so here. It’s only monthly, so I won’t spam your inbox. You’ll generally get one brand new piece of writing, a summary of the best recent things here on the main Dirty Feed site, and a bunch of fun links from around the web. The brand new piece of writing does usually make its way onto the main site after a few weeks, so you’re essentially getting an early look at what I’m working on.
Surely it’s got to be better than tickling Elon Musk’s balls.
Inspired partly by Tom Scott’s newsletter, though it’s also become its own thing. ↩