I peaked as a writer at twelve years old.

In early March of 1986 I made a foray into sportswriting: I created a baseball predictions magazine.

I analyzed. I wrote. I illustrated. I even served as printing press and distributor, sharing my creation with a limited and exclusive readership.

That was the most fun I ever had writing. It was the proudest my writing ever made me.

I never did anything like it again.

But twelve-year-old me is still waiting, tapping his foot, arms crossed. He wants to have fun again.

So I’m indulging him with this newsletter experiment in note taking and writing.

Notes on Baseball is free, short, and published daily.

Maybe you’ll join us. Your twelve-year-old self might like it.