Hi, {name}: Welcome to Shenny, a fortnightly newsletter of things I wish more people were writing about. I've added you to this list because you're a friend or you've liked my writing in the past (or both). I know from overfull inboxes, so using the unsubscribe link below will not change my fondness for you. I've started Shenny for two reasons. One is practical: to share writing and news now that I'm no longer on Twitter and since Instagram isn't so link-conducive. The other is personal: January marked the 20th anniversary of The New Yinzer, another fortnightly I started with friends back in Pittsburgh, and looking back over those years I found I missed the joys of publishing something perfectly useless that wasn't tied to building a career or getting positive reviews. To this end, Shenny (I'm learning Branding, can you tell?) will have low (or no?) standards—like the gal at the laundromat who wears beads and talks to anyone. The idea is to shape each newsletter into 3 departments:
So whence 'Shenny'? That'll be the Main Matter for this first issue.
Endorsements 1. Roc a Rol Cymraeg! 2. The word 'attend' & attending as a concept
And this related form:
Given the book's overall concerns with care, attending is a useful term, drawing from its secondary definition of 'give practical help or care to' to spotlight the need for compassion and big-heartedness amid the work of critical thinking. Then in the second example, drawing from the word's quaternary definition of 'occur with or as a result of', I'm given the image of the subjects of Nelson's focus (i.e., women and addiction) being paired with attendants, guides, assistants who are paying these subjects mind. At any rate, expect this word to attend much of my talking and writing while I work through this new crush.
On 'Shenny' The idea came first: an online magazine of essays with a West Coast focus, run by a communal group of 6 editors. I don't know why 6, but in casting around for a name I needed only a minute before I found it. I took the names of my sisters, Shani and Jenny, and smooshed them together. 'Shenny Does Essays'—that was going to be the tagline. Like Debbie Does Dallas. But editing a magazine, even with 5 colleagues, was more work than I could take on, so I dropped the idea quickly, but the name stuck around. Why do I love it? I love my sisters, who are both older than I am and, as such, have been something of stars in my life. I mean this both ways: what they wore and who they dated were the news I craved, and I looked to them, up above, as guidance through the dark night. It wasn't always that way—Jenny and I at 2 years apart could fight like two cats in a bag—but now in middle age I'm starting to think on how much of myself was shaped, for better or worse, by my two older sisters. That female leadership, I grew up always presuming it. Here's how I wrote about this recently in my book-in-progress:
In adolescence and adulthood I pushed hard against the feminine, first out of fear of what it might reveal about my desires, and later out of anger of what the world presumed of me as a homosexual. At 43, I'm done with this struggle. I'm not here to essentialize the feminine, but I want Shenny to be of and from the feminine in me: tough and pretty and the first to know what's right. Also: social and collective. If you have anything you'd like to endorse or write on any topic and publish it on maybe the smallest platform around, let me know (shenny@davemadden.org). The best part of publishing anything is the work of getting other voices out there. Thanks for reading. Yours:
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