You have two options as a writer. You can write what you think people want to read, or you can write what you have to say.
I would argue that it’s more important to be authentic.
Here’s the thing. No matter which path you choose, you will have pieces that fall flat. Certain stories will sit there with few reads and you will go crazy wondering why.
Consider each piece you write a learning experience and write it anyway.
I’m guilty of checking my stats every day. It’s similar to checking likes on social media and it is not healthy.
Okay, I admit it. I struggle with negativity.
I come from a family with a long history of negative people, but I have decided to be different.
“The greatest discovery of all time is that a person can change his future by merely changing his attitude” -Oprah Winfrey
Change is a daily struggle to rise above the voice in your head. It is not easy, but it is worthwhile to overcome negativity.
It’s easy to say, “It’s always been this way and it will never get better.” It takes courage to believe that it can be better. …
A true friend is worth their weight in gold. As the pandemic ran its course, I discovered I didn’t have any.
The world is starting to open back up, but it’s too late for many of us. The damage has been done. I can never unlearn what I know now.
Everyone deserted me last year. When my mother became ill, I was alone. No family, friends, or church. Nobody. I had to deal with everything by myself, and it was a sobering experience.
My church calls itself a community. Bullshit. I didn’t hear from them all last year. I still…
It’s been 6 years since I had to say goodbye to D.C.
I don’t know why, but it hit me hard this afternoon. I suppose it underscores the pain of the past year and the losses we’ve all had to endure.
This pandemic has stolen so much from us all.
My life has changed drastically in the past year. My mother has gone from a vibrant woman to someone who requires assisted living due to a 4-month illness. I don’t know if she will be able to return home, but it’s looking more and more like she won’t.
I am so furious with WIX right now I can’t see straight. I have requested a refund (good luck) and am looking for a different website provider.
I tried to host a blog on WordPress first, but I hated it. It was cumbersome, confusing, and hard to design. The outcome looked nothing like it appeared behind the scenes.
I’m a photographer and artist, so I also needed to display my design and photography on my site. Galleries on WordPress were next to impossible to design and looked awful.
Something was always broken, and my score on Pingdom was low—worse than…
I don’t remember the last time I’ve had a true weekend break. When you are running three side businesses, it’s hard to slow down and relax.
This weekend was the first step towards that goal. I took time to meditate, stretch, and read, so I did relax a little. I “only,” wrote 4 articles this weekend.
Umm—wow, that still sounds like a lot, doesn’t it?
Only working on writing this weekend is a step towards day-batching, so that is a win!
I’m setting the intention this month to work on my self-care.
The past five months have taken a huge toll. Caring for my mother, trying to run three side businesses—I’m fried.
I’ve had very little downtime or time spent doing enjoyable activities. That is not sustainable for anyone. We are not machines.
I’ve had a lot of guilt placed on me the past five months. One of my mother’s friends has ridden me without mercy. She has texted me almost daily, making certain that I am properly caring for my mother.
This woman has no idea the stress she has…
I always walked on eggshells around my mother. From the time I was small until 5 months ago when she had a psychotic break.
At least, they think that’s what happened. Confused? Me too.
Let me explain.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving, my mother’s neighbors called to tell me she was behaving strangely. When I arrived at her house, she introduced me to a couple on her couch with their baby.
Except there was nobody there. Nobody at all.
The hallucinations and delusions got worse until I got her admitted to the hospital.
She was diagnosed with a UTI and I…
Late night musings…
Either readers are clapping for stories that they don’t read, or Medium is not correctly counting views as reads.
Not sure which.
I guess readers don’t understand…
I finally had a successful article!
Now the reality sets in. Can I do it again?
Who knows? I hope so!
I’m not going to spend time analyzing my article, telling you how to succeed, etc. I wouldn’t presume to know.
What I am going to do is encourage you to keep writing, because you never know which article that you write will succeed.
You can’t expect every article to do well. That is just life. But the more you practice, the better you will become as a writer.
I am convinced that the headline is crucial. …