a word about the double text

"Baby, you are gonna miss that plane."

Friends,

This little newsletter has meant so much to me over the last several months. It has been an incredibly fruitful place for me to explore, try things out, and work on not totally spiraling if a note had gone out with a teeny tiny god-awful typo hidden amongst some fun prose.

At this time, I’m pausing The Double Text. It’s not YOU. It’s ME. I love it here, especially when I hear from you, but this newsletter takes a long time to craft each week and requires a certain amount of being online, which I think I am moving away from.

Being chronically online zaps something from me creatively— and it feels a little like constantly looking at someone else’s paper, and it’s distracting me from why I wanted to write on Substack in the first place. My work is moving in a direction that is taking the shape of something longer form, so I am writing to say I’m taking a little bit of a break and will return soon with something better.

To the lovely group that financially supported my work from the beginning, even way back when this newsletter was called something else and had some amateurish graphics from Canva that I made myself (thank you, Annie, for saving me with your art), I adore you, and I love you. I cannot thank you enough for being day-one homies. I’ve paused billing, so you will no longer be charged for this newsletter, and I will be sure to write again before I flip the switch back on.

A long time ago, I saw another creator say, "You’re not afraid of failing; you’re afraid of people watching you try." Not only did this resonate, but it also got me out of my head and motivated me to try something—and I’m so pleased to say it has been an absolute pleasure to try this version of my newsletter.

In the meantime, I’d love it if you stay subscribed. Something different will emerge here, something better, though I’m not quite sure what, but until then—

I’ll see you out there,

Victoria

NB: I feel nothing—I mean nothing —for Ethan Hawke, but I feel everything, absolutely everything, for Julie Delpy.

CELINE: Baby, you are gonna miss that plane.

JESSE: I know.