BREAKING NEWS!

Shit for Breakfast Has Reached A Big Milestone

Hey, so, uh—

✨Reflections✨

I created this Substack on a bit of a whim last year.

I remember feeling nostalgic for the Livejournal days of the early aughts— back when angsty teens were freely writing our messiest emotions onto the early web with abandon.

I also just missed sharing myself in longer form writing online.

And honestly— like, why not?

I really believe anyone who has any inclination to do this should.

It’s fun! JOIN US! 👽

And while we’re in the “reflections” section of this post, I would be remiss to not reflect upon the glorious opportunity given to me by Substack 6 months into this journey when they made Shit for Breakfast a 2023 FEATURED SUBSTACK!

Do y’all remember that??!

I clearly do.

And I am still, as they say— shooketh.

The Shit for Breakfast Manifesto

As much as I sometimes feel like I’m just regurgitating my feelings onto these digital pages—

I have always had intentionality about what I wanted to share here at Shit for Breakfast.

I wrote this into my “About” section almost immediately upon creating this Substack:

“My intention with this newsletter is to be something like a palate cleanser to modern life. I plan to lean into hope; even if that means admitting to personal struggle, often.”

I find the modern internet to be massively overstimulating.

It’s addictive and it thrives off fear and hate and it’s hard not to get sucked into that.

I really believe it’s contributing to a lot of unnecessary human misery.

I wanted to make something that’s more playful and reflective.

Cozy art of mine from c. 2018

I wanted to create a space of reliable joy and comfort.

“But why tf did you call it, ‘Shit for Breakfast’?”

Great question, me.

“Shit for Breakfast” was a name my best friend and I came up with around 2007.

Me and Courtney (2004) putting on prairie girl outfits at Knott’s Berry Farm and getting yelled at by staff very soon after.

🌠 Storytime 🌠:

Courtney and I were really high in a pool house with some guy friends who were waxing philosophic.

There were some big personalities amongst them that left us feeling like our voices were maybe less than welcome.

…

So, we obviously started drawing ourselves committing suicide in very elaborate ways to make each other laugh.

We passed a notebook back and forth, exchanging increasingly dramatic and gruesome ways we pretended to want to die in that moment.

Eventually, we couldn’t contain our laughter any longer and one of the guys asked what we were laughing at.

I don’t remember if they liked the joke, but we were quite proud of ourselves.

…

We eventually wrote, “Shit for Breakfast” at the top of the first of the series of drawings.

I guess you could say, “Shit for Breakfast” was a high-thought.

And now, more important than any of the other dumb shit I’ve said so far in this post…

Thank You SO much for supporting Shit for Breakfast!!!

I would like to personally thank my current 6 paid subscribers:

Tina!

Humanjazz!

Randy!

John!

and my buddy, Ben!

I know that none of you needed to support this wee lass of a cartoonist and I cannot begin to express my gratitude for you showing up for me and supporting my passion for creating and managing this newsletter.

Peek at My Dashboard

For the sake of transparency and general openness, this is what one year of Shit for Breakfast looks like on my end.

As you can see I received QUITE the bump from Substack featuring my newsletter last January.

I then hemorrhaged followers for a while after, which I hear is inevitable. *sob*

Let Me Love You

I am truly so thankful for all of my subscribers.

You’ve stuck around despite having the entire internet at your disposal and I am deeply humbled and flattered.

I love you and I cannot even begin to express my gratitude.

Thank you for continuing to hang out with me every other week. 🧡

And Now For a Shit for Breakfast SPECIAL OFFER!

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I really, really, really, really, really, really (x100) want to continue growing this newsletter.

Without a doubt, writing and illustrating “Shit for Breakfast” feeds my soul and is incredibly rewarding — especially when I get to interact with my readers, which makes it all feel so real and worthwhile.

I do struggle to pay bills with my art career though, um, often.

Fellow artists feigning shock at this pronouncement

But I also want y’all to WANT to support Shit for Breakfast and not just pity this art fool.

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Thank you all again so much for hanging out with me and supporting this odd little venture of mine.

I look forward to so many more years of us growing together and getting weirder and weirder by each other’s influence. 🧡

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Comments (Let’s Chat!):

• Was all this “Shit for Breakfast” sharing elucidating/interesting?

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