Nate Eckman

Script is production ready. Crew is starting to come aboard. Casting calls begin Friday. This thing is really starting to come together. And yeah I’m excited to one day share it, but I’m especially loving the process of making my first film.

When you turned 31 we weren’t yet engaged, hadn’t imagined a wedding, or that we’d start our first seven months of marriage with me unemployed — feeling both so in love with you and unwanted by the world. It was an intense year, a fast one, one that could left us damaged. But because of your steadfast partnership and hope in us, we lived a beautiful year. The big moments were grand. But it was the little laughs and impromptu dates, the gentle glances and ten second dances — those things we’d the chance to share everyday — that made it so remarkable. I can’t believe I get to live beside you. And damn I can’t wait to see what you make of 32.

Some of my favorites of this past year.

1. Our first photo as engaged.
2. Lexi learns a new instrument.
3. Lexi winning.
4. Lexi finds a pony.
5. Wedding ready.
6. Lexi finds a better follower than me.
7. Lexi takes a very important call.
8. First date night after moving in with each other.
9. A SHOW ABOUT DEATH!
10. Lexi watches the superbowl.

Should your desires transpire from an untraceable set of transmissions, your actions appease the assaults of an average, your very intelligence heed to the outputs of another most unnatural, what then would be left of you? Of us?

The atom of democracy is the individual. Remove you, the concept that there could ever be a body and mind separate, independent, and free then the world as we know it collapses. Your little name becomes decimated into an even smaller number in an enormous database. Good morning, 24601.

I do not celebrate Neuralink successfully planting its first device into a live human this week. To suggest that this is an undisputed demonstration of human progress is foolish. If not for the philosophical reason that our minds should remain, as much as possible, independent, then for the particularities of Neuralink’s leadership operating within a country with a particularly inept governing body, which seem to all but guarantee that the promises of medical care will dissipate in the heat of board arguments over unprecedented control of information and capital — i.e. your thoughts.

I tried to capture the state of this world in my debut novel After Thought. I’ve moved on from this world and have been busy at nights writing my second book. It’s been a refreshing and daunting escape. Though, each morning, burdens from the day’s news compound. So, if I sound like I’m writing like I’ve got a chip on my shoulder, just wait until I’ve one implanted into my head.

I’m recommending just one book in 2024. Tomorrow morning, I’ll reveal what it is and why it’s my only recommendation of the year, to subscribers of speculatively. It’s free to join. Just peep that link in bio.

Who knows, maybe after reading it, you will — like me — forever wander, seek, and times swear that you see a two-mooned sky. #2024