it’s been over a month since I clicked “sign up” on substack, and there’s not a single post here besides the obligatory introductory post. the past month has been overwhelming, to say the least - I’ve been simply terrified to “dive in” when it comes to chasing my dream. my heart rate skyrockets when I consider posting something I’ve written or sharing my new page with family & friends - and not in a good, excited-to-get-started type of way. I haven’t even dared think about sharing my thoughts with the oh-so-intimidating public. i’ve been desperately determined to have every little detail of my page, from the design of the site to the photos on the main page to every word on my incoming posts, undeniably perfect before I start hitting the very scary ‘post’ button a couple of times each week (and thus exposing myself to the terrors of criticism, which, although inevitable, I for some reason feel I can avoid by simply writing well enough).
but the last month has also served as a reminder that, for me, the point of starting a substack was to do what I love and to grow - not just to grow an audience or the number in my bank account, but to grow my ability to inspire, entertain, and challenge others through my writing. but, of course, this goal leads to the blatantly obvious conclusion that to become a better writer, I must be willing to accept the advice, the questions, and even the dreaded criticism of other writers. I know there is so much to learn from others, and I’d hate to miss out on that knowledge because I’m too afraid to hit ‘post’ on the internet.
so while I mourn the knowledge I’ve already lost as I’ve neglected to face my fears and charge forth in this new endeavor, I celebrate the newfound strength that’s pushing me to post this, now. I hope that, as my reader, you will also be my truest supporter, my greatest encourager, and - perhaps most importantly - my harshest critic.
keep me in check, and teach me how to be a better writer. let’s get started.
Yes my love