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September 7, 2018

 

(Or is it inside out?)

 

I feel like a ball of yarn my cat got hold of.

 

It started as a flurry of Facebook posts. Of my mission to hug a stranger a day. After asking permission, of course.

 

Then I felt called to dive deeper and explore. This I called my, blog article:My Jabbok Moment

 

And being the eternal student, I took a course with the wonderful Jonas Ellison (www.jonasellison.com/about) and discovered Medium.

 

I soon realized that people were posting on Medium, mostly using it as a platform to refer readers back to their websites.

 

And said websites could be anything. Mostly selling something. Or advertising. But not a duplicate of what they’d written for Medium.

 

What to do!

 

I was stressed beyond belief.

 

Here I was. Retired. Well, sort of.

 

Writing was a hobby.

 

Along with –

 

  • Exercise. (Very important.);

  • Knitting;

  • Quilting;

  • Gardening (when home);

  • And reading. (lots of it.)

 

I do not think cleaning the boat or house to be a consideration. I post to my website three times a week. To come up with new stuff for Medium is more than I want to do.

 

I duly reposted to Medium (after checking that I could do so) and started following likeminded people.

 

Soon a few started following me.

 

A whole new world became mine to explore. Reading, laughing, even crying sometimes, shaking my head in agreement, relishing in our “sameness.” Wishing I could reach out and hug the writer.

 

Two years of having a website has not yielded the interaction I experienced in Medium within months of joining.

 

The road ahead is unclear.

 

The “diet” that Medium requires to attract a following is so very far removed from what started as a description of my daily adventures in hugging strangers.

 

Do I really want to stretch and stress myself to write more and different to post to Medium? And link those masterpieces to Facebook and Twitter and Instagram.

 

And thus, I ask myself –

 

  • Am I writing to be read?

  • Am I writing to build up a following?

  • Or am I writing because I cannot NOT write?

  • And am I on the point of taking the fun out of writing?

 

Cyber Hugs and Blessings All. Advice and comments would be welcome.

 

 

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