Loved this.
Particularly the part where you get real honest about the pain of nobody reading your stuff - particularly folk you’re friends with out in the flesh realm. You are not alone in this anguish/loneliness/alienation - I’ve felt it with my own work over the long & barren years..
but I’ve come to peace with the fact - as you do here - once you realize not many will read your zines - your art - anyway - it’s sort of a weirdly freeing moment - like - we can do anything we want! we can experiment/take risks/be as weird af as we want! the pressure’s off. we do this for the love of the game.
& when folk do stumble across our stuff - it’s all the more precious to be appreciated by a tiny yet enthusiastic/warm audience.
your brother(ish) in zines, dp.