<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Writing Publicly on Own The Leap</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/tags/writing-publicly/</link><description>Recent content in Writing Publicly on Own The Leap</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://owntheleap.com/tags/writing-publicly/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Reader I Didn't Plan For</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/posts/the-reader-i-didnt-plan-for/</link><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://owntheleap.com/posts/the-reader-i-didnt-plan-for/</guid><description>&lt;p>July 7. Inbox at 7:08. Twenty-three days in one column, fifteen in the other. I am aware of the math without looking.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Zoe was up before me, which almost never happens in the summer. She was at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal and her phone, and when I came in to make coffee she looked up and said, &amp;ldquo;Is that thing with the emails still going?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I said yes.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>