It was a pleasure speaking with you last summer, Lee. You were one of the more colorful characters I’ve conversed with, and I’m glad to see that this is also apparent in your writing.
If you feel like Substack is not for you, then I don’t know enough about you to argue with you. But if the reason you feel discouraged is a lack of engagement, just know that I felt that way regularly during the 10 years in which I wrote in obscurity before gaining a “real” audience.
I have no idea where a life of writing will ultimately lead you, but I can confidently say that the only way to find out is to persevere!
Thank you. Yes, I can gather from simply reading your material that it has been refined, and that you have been practicing much longer than me. I don’t as much have a gripe with investment, as I do with caring about how I feel as my time is spent towards my future.
I commit to experiences so I can play out the opportunity inside of determination, not for the result, but for the surety I’m granted when fully assigning myself to a task. I full ass most everything I do.
I appreciate that you held your tongue on the many advices that I know you are capable of delivering, and rather left a small example for me to potentially gather more energy from.
Sadly, I don’t know how much of this is choice. Some talents find us unprepared for their expression.
I don’t think I mind obscurity. It is, in most part, my life story. I might prefer it. Yet more reasons why I’m struggling with constant repetitive exposure and the reactivity inevitable in public spaces.
I deeply appreciate how you take time to converse with tiny voices, and have just now noticed how much you’ve grown a following this past year. That’s incredible. Somehow I don’t feel envious of it. I don’t like being the determining voice in who is deserving of readership, but I do feel that your message is needed in our world, so seeing that feels right. I’m glad you persevered. My efforts might be needed elsewhere. This exploration is the openness to what might be a better place for my gifts.
Consider the void left upon your leaving. No one, NO ONE ever can surely know the impact of the ripples they leave upon the world from even the smallest of pebbles cast upon the calm and chaos of a lake. Fuck all numbers and stats—those are for those who believe they can earn their living through this forum and so they can go ahead and stress about them. I don’t think that’s why you are here. I think you are here because you need to write. This post is proof of that. And by recognizing other writers as you have, it also shows your generosity of spirit—and LORD knows we need more of that in our world right now. Not just the generosity, but the souls who can see in others how their lives have benefitted their own.
When you open Substack to post another post, drop the ego. And let the writer take over. Your words are getting out there—have no doubt about that. If you have to post less, post less. But do not die with all your songs still in you.
(And thank you for the shout out—I being one on the receiving end just now of your generosity. For what it’s worth, I’m saving this essay of yours in my own archive—it’s a great reminder for me as well about why I write. And to not care about the things in life that have no meaning.)
We operate under a similar mindset. I hear everything you’re saying. I hope my next post is enough to tie the loose ends of: maybe I’m leaving. Again, I don’t know what decision will be made, but I feel the need to have my packages in order in case I decide it’s over. Not a fan of unsaid truths and clothes thrown on the lawn.
WORD!, my friend. Not matter the path, I know you’ll live your Truth! Your honesty here is commendable. If you do give a rest to this forum, I would hope you leave us with your perspective as to the why of your choice. You touched on it already, but I’m fascinated by your internal dialogue made public. I have a feeling more people would benefit from that—to see that even that choice can be one they can make too and still survive with a life of deeper meaning and connection.
Regardless, may you always be well and make the meaning you seek in this world.
I’ll always be a verb, and my writing will always go somewhere.
I’m deciding if this is its true home.
Thank you for the offer. Maybe I need more nouns to feel grounded. And yes, we had the same thought, but I need to this exploration to feel complete, So… stick around, we’ll know when we know
It was a pleasure speaking with you last summer, Lee. You were one of the more colorful characters I’ve conversed with, and I’m glad to see that this is also apparent in your writing.
If you feel like Substack is not for you, then I don’t know enough about you to argue with you. But if the reason you feel discouraged is a lack of engagement, just know that I felt that way regularly during the 10 years in which I wrote in obscurity before gaining a “real” audience.
I have no idea where a life of writing will ultimately lead you, but I can confidently say that the only way to find out is to persevere!
Thank you. Yes, I can gather from simply reading your material that it has been refined, and that you have been practicing much longer than me. I don’t as much have a gripe with investment, as I do with caring about how I feel as my time is spent towards my future.
I commit to experiences so I can play out the opportunity inside of determination, not for the result, but for the surety I’m granted when fully assigning myself to a task. I full ass most everything I do.
I appreciate that you held your tongue on the many advices that I know you are capable of delivering, and rather left a small example for me to potentially gather more energy from.
Sadly, I don’t know how much of this is choice. Some talents find us unprepared for their expression.
I don’t think I mind obscurity. It is, in most part, my life story. I might prefer it. Yet more reasons why I’m struggling with constant repetitive exposure and the reactivity inevitable in public spaces.
I deeply appreciate how you take time to converse with tiny voices, and have just now noticed how much you’ve grown a following this past year. That’s incredible. Somehow I don’t feel envious of it. I don’t like being the determining voice in who is deserving of readership, but I do feel that your message is needed in our world, so seeing that feels right. I’m glad you persevered. My efforts might be needed elsewhere. This exploration is the openness to what might be a better place for my gifts.
We’ll just have to do and see.
Not sure what the point of leaving is if I'm just going to drag you back by your dirty blonde locks.
You’ll have to find me first. Bring it
Consider the void left upon your leaving. No one, NO ONE ever can surely know the impact of the ripples they leave upon the world from even the smallest of pebbles cast upon the calm and chaos of a lake. Fuck all numbers and stats—those are for those who believe they can earn their living through this forum and so they can go ahead and stress about them. I don’t think that’s why you are here. I think you are here because you need to write. This post is proof of that. And by recognizing other writers as you have, it also shows your generosity of spirit—and LORD knows we need more of that in our world right now. Not just the generosity, but the souls who can see in others how their lives have benefitted their own.
When you open Substack to post another post, drop the ego. And let the writer take over. Your words are getting out there—have no doubt about that. If you have to post less, post less. But do not die with all your songs still in you.
(And thank you for the shout out—I being one on the receiving end just now of your generosity. For what it’s worth, I’m saving this essay of yours in my own archive—it’s a great reminder for me as well about why I write. And to not care about the things in life that have no meaning.)
Thank you.
We operate under a similar mindset. I hear everything you’re saying. I hope my next post is enough to tie the loose ends of: maybe I’m leaving. Again, I don’t know what decision will be made, but I feel the need to have my packages in order in case I decide it’s over. Not a fan of unsaid truths and clothes thrown on the lawn.
WORD!, my friend. Not matter the path, I know you’ll live your Truth! Your honesty here is commendable. If you do give a rest to this forum, I would hope you leave us with your perspective as to the why of your choice. You touched on it already, but I’m fascinated by your internal dialogue made public. I have a feeling more people would benefit from that—to see that even that choice can be one they can make too and still survive with a life of deeper meaning and connection.
Regardless, may you always be well and make the meaning you seek in this world.
don’t leave us
eyyy, none of that watery eyed bs… k? tryin to be all dramatic over here, can’t have attachment emotions during my epic departure announcement
I’ll always be a verb, and my writing will always go somewhere.
I’m deciding if this is its true home.
Thank you for the offer. Maybe I need more nouns to feel grounded. And yes, we had the same thought, but I need to this exploration to feel complete, So… stick around, we’ll know when we know