I’ve not written.
I’ve not blogged.
In a long, long time.
And I’m okay with it.
I’ve learned so much in these past few months. They were silent and full-of-suffering, but I learned so much. SO much.
And I’ve realized that this blog does not exist for income-producing purposes. Not that that ever was the ultimate goal– but I always had that idea in the back of my head. The idea that I could someday be a full time writer or blogger or something like that.
And now I’ve realized that’s not me. I do NOT want to write for a paycheck, or the prospect of a future paycheck. (Not that I’ve made any money from blogging last year, except for the twenty cents I get from Google Ad Words every month. WOOHOO.)
I’ve realized I don’t want to be a full time blogger or have a blogging schedule or “try to hit the big time.”
Not because that stuff is bad, but it’s just not what I want.
(Lately I’ve been doing a great job at figuring out what I DON’T want to do. Not so much on the what I DO want to do part but just GREAT at the not-wanting-to-do part.)
I simply write. I write for me. And just a little (little) bit to build a platform.
That word has gotten tossed around a lot lately. Everyone wants to “Build” a “Platform.” Online, of course. There are no hammers or nails or actual wooden platforms. The idea of a platform is building a group of people you can influence.
It sounds pretentious, narcissistic even, like it’s the need to be valued and admired. Like “influence” is the ultimate currency in this world.
But I’ve realized the platform *I* want to build has nothing to do with any of that, and all to do with creating a little tribe.
What I’ve loved most about the very little writing/blogging I’ve done so far in my life is that it is such a treat to connect with people who “get” you. And through writing this blog I’ve felt like I’ve found so many people, many from out of the woodwork, who really GET me. They see me and they understand me. They are my TRIBE!
And then there’s the incredible flip side of all that. Not only do I feel understood by writing, I’ve heard others share how my words have made THEM felt understood.
And that is my platform. That is the wooden beam I want to keep writing from. There are maybe 30 of us. 30 of us who consist of this little platform tribe I’ve haphazardly and wonderfully created. And I’m tickled to bits.
So I’m going to try to keep writing.
(When I feel like it.)
(When I want to.)
Will you keep reading it?
(When you feel like it and want to, of course?)
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