I cannot help myself. Anytime I meet a stranger in the wild and we get to talking, if I find out they have even a somewhat creative passion, hobby, or job, I end up selling them on Substack.

“Oh, you really gotta try this Substack thing. It’s great. This is mine. Sign up. Oh yeah, you can sign up. It’s just a good place to put your creations, and eventually you can monetize it too, if you want to.”

What is wrong with me? I probably have this conversation four times a week with complete strangers.