I have been procrastinating writing for almost two weeks. Wait, that’s not entirely true. I have written two drafts of two different essays; one about how I wish I could write under a pseudonym because too many lookie-loos on the outskirts of my life don’t understand writing and take every Substack post as a reason to try to get in touch and see how I’m doing, and a second one about how I was canceled by Netflix, not Louis CK.
About that second one...that’s what I am writing about today. I’m writing about how my words hit a wall trying to support my title, “I Was Really Canceled by Netflix, Not Louis C.K.” I’m not trying to be click-bait-y, I just know that it is technically baiting you to be clicking.