Introducing: Get In Your Feelings, A Newsletter by KC Orcutt

Hello and I'm sorry.

Are you even a freelance writer in the year 2020 if you don't preface your newly launched subscription-based email newsletter with an introduction as to why you've decided to launch a subscription-based email newsletter? In the words of a pre-canceled Kanye West, I guess we'll never know...

Maybe this is a long time coming or maybe it's just an increasingly rare burst of inspiration to piece together my thoughts and actually share them for once. Roughly three years ago, a similar sensation struck. Once seeing it was available, I swiftly registered the domain "getinyourfeelings.com" and carved out a content plan with the genuine intention of creating playlists and crafting poetry written specifically to complement each curation.

I made a website and used a nondescript app on my phone to design a "coming soon" header. I ran it by my friends who do nothing but support me (#blessed). But even with the ego-driven green light to be creative, I didn't follow through. Not even a little bit, nope. Maybe it was a bad idea or maybe I got lazy or maybe living in New York City demanded too much of me at the time or maybe all of the above. Needless to say, the deadline I set for myself of April 2017 came and went.

In the years that have followed, I am now okay with admitting I have written approximately one poem. While I'm here, I’ll add I have potentially shared on more than one occasion that I studied poetry in college because sometimes you just can’t help it, lol. On top of all that, I’ve only haphazardly updated the lone playlist I curate for personal use, most recently in July 2020.

Normally, I’d let an idea like this one just collect dust and join its friends in the graveyard section of my stressed-out brain. But I'm still paying for the domain, and honestly, what good is that if I don't ever use it. The idea, however, of sharing poetry and playlists now feels like a polite smile from a past version of myself, the kind that awkward white people like myself make in passing on the sidewalk. That's just my stupid face, dammit.

Anyways, it's been three long ass years since my #BuyAWebsiteAsCommitment challenge failed and I am still out here feeling my feelings. This year, there's been a lot of them, include the self-loathing I feel for typing out this sentence. So, what's a freelance writer to do?! *Takes a deep breath and finally clicks on substack dot com.*

Thank you for subscribing and letting me briefly exist in your email inbox, where I hope my occasional musings on moods and emotions and stuff and things are fractionally more interesting than the daily emails you get from places like Kohl's despite never actually signing up to willingly receive them.

The following closing statement feels like a substack rite of passage, but this is a free newsletter. If you want to keep in touch outside of here, you can do so by following me on Twitter + Instagram, or if you feel so inclined to support a step further, you can bless my Venmo at @kassondra-orcutt.