A letter when there is something worth saying
Field Notes are published when they are ready — which is to say, irregularly. Autumnal Despatches are different.
This is a periodic letter, sent when the thinking has had time to settle. Not a digest of recent posts. Not a summary of what you could have read for free. Something closer to correspondence — the connections that only became clear in retrospect, the direction the public work hasn't gone yet, the synthesis that doesn't belong in a field note because it isn't raw enough.
The name is deliberate. Autumn is the season of consolidation. Things become legible that weren't visible in the growth. These letters are written from that vantage point.
No schedule. No filler. A letter arrives when there is something worth sending — which might be twice in a month, or nothing for six weeks. If you need regular content, this isn't it. If you would rather wait for signal than wade through noise, you will be comfortable here.
Each despatch is written as a letter, not a post. It has a recipient in mind. If you have been reading the work for a while, you will recognise the voice and find the thinking has moved on from where you last left it.
$7 per month, or $70 for a year.
There is no pressure to upgrade to anything else. For some people this is exactly the right level of proximity — close enough to the thinking, without requiring direct contact.