Did anyone piss you off yet?

Hey Booskie,

It’s Monday. Again. And if you're reading this, I already know something about you:

You felt that last email.

The response has been CRAZY!! I’ve been chatting all weekend with many of you.

I learned that maybe my last email cracked something open. 

Maybe you nodded in silence when I said... 

“If I died at my desk, nobody would notice.”

Maybe you saw yourself in it. 

Or your sister. Or your students. Or the girl you used to be before the world ((insert your trauma))...

Whatever it was—I felt your energy. And I want to invite you into something more.

I’m building a street team. A plot-pushing, truth-sharing, magic-making crew.

And I want you on it.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll be releasing some of the most personal, powerful, and (honestly) risky stories I’ve ever written. I’ll also be dropping free tools, industry game, and new projects that I believe deserve to be seen.

But I can’t do it alone.

But I can’t do it alone.

I need folks who get it—who don’t just scroll past the truth, but stop, feel it, and share it.

That’s where you come in.

Here’s what being on the team means:

🖤 You’ll get sneak peeks before the public
🛠️ I’ll send you pre-made graphics, links & captions to share
🎁 You’ll get exclusive rewards, discounts, and shout-outs
✨ You’ll be part of changing the narrative for underdogs like us

It won’t be overwhelming. A post here. A comment there. Maybe sharing something that made you feel seen.

👉🏾 Click here to join the street team 

We start small, but we build loud.

And if nobody ever clapped for you in the breakroom—just know I’m clapping now.

Kindness,
Jasmine Patrice White
The Script Doctor
Hope dealer. Full-time writer. Doing whatever I want.