I don't want to have to try so hard

Tired Newsletter.

I was trying to write you a newsletter about how I think art and creativity could solve the ever growing loneliness and disenfranchisement of men? Then it felt too big and it was going to take too long, so I decided to start one about art and AI? And how historically, people are always trying to disempower the artist?

And then I literarily put my head in my hands and was like, chill the fuck out. You don’t have it in you. Stop.

I dunno artists, I’m just having a day where I wanna give it all up because it’s all too hard. Tomorrow, (or maybe even in a few hours, its 3pm and that’s not my finest hour) I’ll feel better. But right now, I’m so done with trying. Artists, writers, creatives we try so hard. We give so much. I just want to lie back and have life happen to me for a second.

Anyway, right now you’re not getting the think piece on creativity and gender, nor are you getting my hot takes on AI and art, you’re getting Amie, at 3pm on a thursday and she’s over it.

A lot of my life is ideating, and writing, coffee, delighting, smiling and creating. A lot of my life is decision paralysis, freeze state, drank too much coffee, cannot figure out what’s next, pissed at myself for having so many projects, unsure about how much money I have, panic. It’s both.

It is big. It is magic. It is hard.

Honouring wherever you are at right now. However you find yourself in this moment, I love you, I accept you, you are fucking spectacular.

I am so proud of us

A