Fighting the feeling that I’m just blowing my own trumpet into the wind
Sometimes writing can feel a bit like shouting into the void.
I know I have some readers. The Medium stats prove it! Not many, but some.
Some is better than none.
Even so, I can still see tumbleweed drifting slowly across my field of vision. Am I just broadcasting into nothingness, blowing my own trumpet into the wind? What does the wind care about my writing? Nothing, that’s what.
It’s when I feel like this that I need to remember the following:
- My underlying reasons for writing: honing my craft, building a body of work, expressing my creativity.
- The fact that I can start conversations if I really want to.
Hammering away at the daily blogging while juggling the day job and familial responsibilities can leave little room for much else.
Oh, we’re also trying to move house.
While I am writing more, I am reading less. Something always has to give. I haven’t picked up a book for a good few days now. Getting twitchy thinking about it.
I’m reading a bit less on Medium too. Neglecting my network. Hey, so you know what you can do to help me? Post a comment below and tell me what’s happening in your world and ask me a question so I have to reply!
Keep the conversations going. After all, writing is meant to stir thought and start conversations.
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