Commit to loving yourself completely. It’s the most radical thing you will do in your lifetime.
— Andrea Gibson
So here’s the story, for anyone who’s keeping track.
About a month ago I freaked out and thought to myself that I could never grow the guts and gumption to write under my own name on the internet. I’m just too scared of everything. It would never work.
I spent days creating an alias, a new website for the alias, social profiles, et cetera.
Want to know why?
Because as soon as I had posted a few things under that other name and gotten good feedback I was pissed that it wasn’t ME that was getting the good feedback.
So then I was like, fuck this, and decided that I am a strong, warrior writer woman and I will do and say what I want.
Except for maybe some things about my family while they’re still alive, I haven’t decided that yet.
For the last nineteen days (and counting) I have been posting a poem a day on Medium and it has been a wonderful exercise for me.
I have to come back here to participate in linkups like Yeah Write because their linkys hate Medium links.
I’ve also been participating in Camp NaNoWriMo and I’m caught up for the month.
I’ve been writing the shit of out of these words, all these words, thousands and thousands of them and I can’t stop – and I am so glad I picked the right place (the right person) to do it.