Hello all 21 of you

I’m moving to a new newsletter service.

TLDR: I’m moving my newsletter mailing list. Subscribe here.

You definitely forgot you subscribed to my newsletter because I’ve only ever posted twice and probably before you ever joined.

I’ll keep this short and sweet (though I prefer tall and spicy).

This platform, Substack, is kinda cool but I hardly used it because it felt too cumbersome to create a newsletter. Too momentous. Like it’d have to be perfect. I don’t want it that way. I have a blog I curate and don’t want to have to curate a second page somewhere else just to give you a heads up when I have some new shit to share.

So I’m moving to HEY World.

What’s that mean for you? If you want to get the occasional email from me about new ramblings, click this:

HEY World is extremely minimal. There is ZERO tracking. I won’t know how many views my posts have. I won’t know anything. Only how many people I’m sending to:

This complete lack of stats will keep posting anxiety at bay. I can just fucking post. That’s it. You’ll get an email from me when I have something to say to people who enjoy the occasional chunk of my mind that’s broken off and set up camp on a webpage.

Once more, if you’re interested in hearing from me…

Thanks friends!

Tom

If you have any Q’s or wanna say hello, reply to this email or email tomlittrell@hey.com.

P.S. I’m not a shill for HEY, I just like their stuff so far.

A note on tipping

Ideally, I’d be making money writing novels. For now, I’ll settle with sharing unrefined thoughts on the internet for free—in a longer-form, more sustainable format than Twitter etc. where I have ownership over the information shared.

But getting thanked monetarily is a pretty cool option for independent writers and I’d like to offer it to those who may find themselves reading me. This newsletter platform you’re reading on now takes a cut from subscriptions. With HEY World, I can occasionally drop some kinda PayPal Dogecoin Venmo bullshit in case someone’s feeling generous, cutting out the middle factor.

Anyway, not tryna been a greedy gremlin. A boy can dream big.