I get it. We’re in a pandemic.
Money needs to be made. Bills need to be paid.
I’ve been there. Shoot, I’m still there and working it out.
So it must seem a bit stupid to pose such a question. And yet, it’s an important one, because the answer isn’t a clear cut yes or no. We’ve been coached into thinking that we need to turn every single hobby we’ve ever written into a multi-million pound empire. We’ve been hoodwinked into believing that our passions are our tickets out of financial insecurity. …
I have a love-hate relationship with writing.
Yes, I know. I sound like the typical 21st-century artist. Woe is me and my relationship with my gift.
Some days, I love writing. It brings me great comfort, allows me to articulate my thoughts, gives me the creative outlet I need from the humdrum of everyday life. And yet, there are some days I come to despair when I must sit down and write. Those are the days when my mind is blank, my hands are cramping, and my brain all but tries to shut down.
The conventional advice writers often receive…
That’s all folks. We made it out of 2020. Alive. Barely. Others were not so fortunate, and many of us have had to deal with the ill effects of their impromptu departure. We’ve dealt with job losses, economic crashes, draconian lockdown and mental health break downs. 2020, for many of us, has created the impression that we were wrapping up a new instalment in the Black Mirror series. No, that’s just real life, my good friend.
In the spirit of the classic, pensiveness brought on by the end of such a whirlwind year, I have spent some time reflecting upon…
Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking entrepreneurship is fun. Or easy. Or the greatest experience you could ever have in your life. Being an entrepreneur certainly isn’t for the faint-hearted, and if your heart isn’t in it, it’s not for you.
Now, I’m not saying you need to have some kind of grandiose, incredibly gratifying social mission to be able to be an entrepreneur. Hell, you could be in it just for the money and that’s just peachy.
What I am saying, is that if you don’t have an inner resolve strong enough to get you through the ‘winters’…
It’s 6 am.
You wake up to the sound of your alarm going off, albeit softly in this case. You yawn, stretch, and take a couple of moments to really commit to getting up. Then, you glance over at your phone. You’ve started this new thing where you try to meditate as soon as you wake up. The problem is, the notifications from yesterday and early this morning start to pile in.
One by one.
Your WhatsApp notifications — you forgot to turn off. And your work emails — it seems like someone's 6 am scheduled send did not, in…
Everyone is so fake.
There, I said it. Someone had to.
We are bombarded left, right, and centre by people telling us how good they are. Yet, amongst so many character flaws, we often block our own blessings by feeding our flaws.
Can you take a guess at what is your most harmful flaw right now? Don’t worry — I’ll help you out.
The green-eyed monster of envy has reared its head in our lives at least a few times. With the unparalleled rise of social media in the modern era, it’s not surprising when we grow even more…
It’s 6 pm. You’re absolutely beat — work was ridiculously long today, and you’re relieved at the first opportunity to close your multiple tabs…for now. You close your eyes for just one moment and then reopen them to make yourself a warm hot chocolate. As you make your warm beverage, you decide to scroll through social media.
What harm can it do?
Within seconds, you are flooded with ads, social validation, and videos all screaming one thing.
Hustle like your life depends on it. Work doesn’t end at 6 pm, it ends at 6 am. Put in…
Hey there, writer. You suck.
No, do not power-down your laptop and call it a day. Don’t chuck your pen at your wall either. No need to be so dramatic about these things. Someone had to tell you, after all.
I suck at writing too. Sounds pretty crazy since I am out here…writing for a living. You’d think someone who has dedicated much of their life’s work to writing would, at the very least, be good at it, you know?
Well, I’m pretty bad at writing, and so are you. And guess what? That’s perfectly fine. It occurred to me…
You don’t need supporters — you need haters.
That’s right. Forget about the long list of folks you have that stroke your ego. You know the ones I’m talking about. The ones that clap and applaud everything you post or create. The ones that read a sentence of your piece and said ‘bravo!’ The ones that you bounce an idea off and they greenlight you with any sort of real scrutiny.
Those people are the ones you need to avoid like the plague. They’re the ones that will cosign your demise.
Back to haters. You need them. Close haters.
I’m pretty sure the Medium community are bracing themselves for yet another change. It was 8 a.m. when I scrolled down on my profile and noticed something missing.
Hang on a second. Where have my claps gone?
Cue incoming mini panic attack. We’ve had a lot of shakeups on this platform. Writers are still trying to figure out the nuts and bolts of the payment calculation changes for the Medium Partner Programme.
All is not lost. In fact, the change is pretty consistent with the direction that Medium has been going in for the past few months. …