Welcome to 2026.

And just like that, we’re in a new year.
It’s a rainy morning around these parts. A good day to grab a cup of coffee, reflect on the year that was and the year to come, and consider how best to live in the now, since we can’t turn back the clock or predict the future. The now is the only truth.
The past twelve months have been challenging intellectually and creatively. I found myself doing less and consuming more. I think I needed my mind to lie fallow for a while before I could till it for new ideas. It showed in my output: only125 blog posts, essays, interviews, reviews, and other bits and bobs across my various online homes. I did write a lot in my journals; I filled nearly twenty A5-sized notebooks.
Most importantly, I read a dozen fiction books and about 25 nonfiction books, and I worked through more than 10,000 articles (or at least that many are archived in Readwise Reader). I also watched a lot of videos on science, pens, and history. I should read more, but this was a good restart of my reading habit.
My book of the year is 1929 by Andrew Ross Sorkin. It’s a near-perfect setup for the times we’re living through. The book proves that




