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hillary m.'s avatar

This is so refreshing to read! I've always said that writing is one "h" away from "writhing" and that's how it often feels to me. I don't love to write but I love to have written something meaningful and satisfying. I've been writing since I was six years old—poems, essays, courses, blog posts, out-of-print books—and I can't *not* write. But unless I'm crazy inspired about something, writing is a cumbersome, laborious thing. Tack on a peri-menopause brain, and my words feel like those little pebbles stuck in concrete. And my chisel has a rusty blade & a loose handle.

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Sherry V. Chidwick's avatar

I get this. I question if writing is truly my passion, or if it is just a habit. I also love to tell stories. And I love to challenge myself to be clever, poignant, and creative. My favorite thing is when I can weave two or three unrelated stories into a single theme with an unexpected connection. Writing is how I process what is happening around me. It's how I think, how I figure out what I'm feeling. I like writing long-form and I am still spending significant time on each post--usually two half-days.

But I know that most casual readers aren't really into spending the time to read long-form pieces, no matter how well-crafted they are--unless it is a whole book--at which point readers switch into a different gear. And I also know that Substack's algorithm doesn't seem to like me, for one reason or another. So sometimes I wonder why I am still pushing myself to put out long-form content every single week. It's not always convenient, haha.

Like Hilary, above, I can't NOT write, but at the same time I can't help but wish I could EITHER get a little more response in exchange for all the effort I'm putting out, OR skip a week now and then without feeling disappointed in myself for breaking my 95+ week streak. Or maybe I could just learn how to write shorter pieces, haha! OR MAYBE I COULD JUST FINISH THE NOVEL I'VE BEEN WORKING ON FOR YEARS...GRRR.

Blah. 😂 The angst! It feels so teenagey sometimes. But then, I am a raging mess of rollercoasting hormones again, just like then, so I suppose it is to be expected.. This time around, they are plunging down a steep drop instead of twisting and looping, but I can still feel the wind and the G-forces contorting my face. 🤷🏻

(I can't even write a comment that is brief and concise. 😂)

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