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Joan Westenberg
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The Hard Part is Remembering to Let People In
You Don't Have to Monetize The Things You Love
My office is overrun with indie comics. Small press runs, hand-stapled zines, hardbound collections, beautifully risographed art books from creators who might never make another comic again. I buy them at small conventions, from Gumroad pages, from artists’ websites, and through Instagram DMs. Each represents a moment in time, a
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Am I a Dumbphone Person?
To Hell With Personal Growth
I deleted my habit-tracking app yesterday. Three years of meticulously logged meditation sessions, workouts, and morning routines—gone. And I have zero regrets.
Video Essay: Why Online Debates Are Making Us Dumber
Watch on YouTube The Internet promised us enlightened discourse. Instead, we got PhDs arguing with anime avatars about gay frogs. New video essay: how social media’s engagement algorithms, psychological traps, and platform mechanics combine to make us collectively dumber through the trap of online “debate.” From the Dunning-Kruger Death
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Not an Original Bone in His Body
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...I Wish I Could Just Write
You Will Never Win an Argument On the Internet—Here's Why
The Internet promised us a renaissance of discourse. Armed with instant access to all human knowledge and the ability to connect with brilliant minds worldwide, we imagined our online debates would elevate human understanding to unprecedented heights. But two decades later, we scroll through our choice of social poison, watching
Westenberg Update: February 2025
I had a post go semi-viral (for me, anyway) last night. It's nice when I get a few extra eyeballs on my work, so - hello, new readers. Welcome to the party, etc. It felt like an important post to write. We are facing a lot of nonsense
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How to Make Money as a Writer
Your World Is Burning. Here's What You Can Actually Do About It.
Everything hurts right now. You open your phone. War. Collapse. Crisis. Corruption. Some days, it feels like watching the world burn down to ash in real-time. The weight of powerlessness settles in. The crush of too much information, too little agency. The vertigo of trying to find solid ground in