
what's this? a collection of letters that people have written to their younger selves it's like... back to the future meets postsecret to contribute please email submissions to: selfaddressedletter@gmail.com i promise i won't spam you. be as specific or vague as you like. be funny, be serious, be creative. write a sentence, write twelve paragraphs... it's up to you. feel free to include images (e.g. a scan of a hand-written letter or a photo you took to accompany your note), provided you have the right to distribute them. if you wish to remain anonymous, use a pseudonym. you are welcome to submit multiple letters. the fine print by submitting content, you're granting "self-addressed" a perpetual, royalty-free license to use, reproduce, modify, publish, distribute, and otherwise exercise all copyright and publicity rights with respect to that content (it sounds scarier than it really is). elsewhere archives December 2009 March 2011 |
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Dear Sara (age 6 or 7), 007. Quit thinking that any time someone knocks on the front door, it's the Beach Boys! Even though your Dad's spaghetti is the best, they are not coming to Rolla, MO and certainly not to your house! Also, you will not be able to perform with Cindy Woods and Jane Oeffner wearing the red and white striped dresses (which used to be your older sisters') singing Beach Boys songs, dubbing yourselves "The Beach Girls." Sorry to burst your bubble! Go back to playing Barbies instead! -Sara, age 50 |