You asked. I answered

Here I sit, headphones on, listening to the Bridgerton soundtrack (season 1 of course). This little blog, newsletter, scribblings, whatever you choose to call it is in response to all of the various times I heard one or more of the following:
"When are you going to write a book?!"
"Wait! When did THAT happen?!"
"I need a newsletter to keep up with your life!"

Since I’m actively working on the first thing (go here to check out the Prologue!) and am hell bent on getting it done before the end of this year, a book will have to wait. Not to mention, given the way my life goes, the gods have a habit of upending whatever prior insane situation or event took place with some fresh nonsense.

Hence the second thing I often hear. A few of you have front row seats to the madness (hi, Douglas! Paul!). But many of you only get caught up when we connect via text, social media, or yes, even in person. Half the time, I end up giving some long-winded story that, yes, could be a chapter in a book. And it’s often filled with a lot more “wait, when did that happen” and we’re off on some digression needed to explain a major plot point. “I need a flow chart” is something else I hear a lot.

So here we are. The third comment: a newsletter. I confess, the idea of a ‘newsletter’ about me and my life, seems ridiculous. And before any of you throw in the “Oh shut up. You LOVE IT!” response, I promise you, I’m sitting here suddenly hesitating with what to say. Yes, yes, I know. “Cayetana is at a loss for words? Someone check her temperature.” I hope (and yes, suspect) that once I have some absurd experience, I’ll immediately think, “Shit, gotta write this one down. No one is going to believe it!”

Stay tuned for my report on the Yale LGBTQ Affinity Group Halloween Party!