How to survive as a writer in a capitalist dystopia

Everything is the worst, and there's not sign of it getting better anytime soon. Is there any way to keep our creative spark alive while being pulled in a thousand direction every minute of the day?

Hi,

I have a secret. It is a deep-seated shame in my life.

I desperately want to be one of the cool kids. I want to want to want to be okay with my status in the world, but I can’t stop myself from looking at every cool Substack and saying “I wonder if they would like me”.

No matter the space, whenever I enter somewhere new, I end up desperately seeking…