don’t have to be big Hi, it’s been a while. I haven’t written to you since December, just before Christmas. A lot has happened since then, but a lot of happening keeps happening, so it doesn’t feel like much to talk about. We all have pieces of our lives that are like this: — —…
It’s All About Me I went to bed the other night with joy in my heart. My phone, and other devices I use, have immediate and unlimited access to millions of books. Books are my favorite things in the world. I always prefer things in book form over other forms. It’s not a contest—I love…
Dear God, That’s a Long Time In October of 2016, I published my first newsletter. Since then, I have finished 1 blog post, 0 short stories and 0 novels. This newsletter is the only substantial writing I’ve done that wasn’t work-related (where I do a lot of writing). I can’t blame COVID-19, because that’s only…
It’s time for a pep talk One of these days, I will dance again. I have danced a few times, but I have too much shame and a poor body image and other associated inhibitors to do so as often as I am dancing in my head. I love listening to dance music, especially anything…
To subscribe to my current newsletter, go to The Collected Foremania, hosted on Substack. Below is a recreation of my favorite newsletter (I referred to them as Pamphlets then). I have put it here because my newsletter is now hosted at Substack. Pamphlet 8: “Brain” by James Foreman ⚡️Mr. Foreman’s Amazing Electric Ephemera⚡️ “Guaranteed to…
I know you’re curious I’m writing this for two reasons. 1) to educate. Many friends of mine have been in long term relationships (LTRs in online dating parlance) and are fascinated by how single people find other single people in 2021. 2) to vent. I have come to the conclusion that nobody really enjoys online…
I’m Back, Again I haven’t written one of these in a while. I haven’t wanted to. This is both good and bad. Looking at the schedule, I see the last one went out on April 18, making it almost two months. Hold Fast Everything creative in my life has stalled the last two months. This…
Breathing New Life Into Old Things Imagine it: a professional wrestling ring, full crowd going nuts, two wrestlers, sweaty and exhausted, shake hands over the limp body of an enemy they just defeated. Beneath them lies the body of Jim’s Fiction Writing. They are COVID and Low Self Esteem. They are bad guys. Suddenly, music…
I love the passing of time I love being by myself. There is no place I would rather be than alone. I almost don’t even care where it is, as long as there’s nobody else around. I wouldn’t mind being in London again, though. Lindsay took that picture because obviously I was busy taking a…
Middlebrow | culture criticism by a Middle Aged Middle Child Oh Look, Another Project I saw that Twitter has a new thing, or Twitter bought a new thing, called Revue, so I decided to start a new project. This is in addition to my other projects that I’ve started and continue to iterate, none of…