I’m Obsessed with Medium - Much to my Own Demise

I haven't been writing. Those muscles I need to use every day to keep my hands on my keyboard and my ass in my seat have been taken over by the reading/writing/information mega site, Medium.

I’m not complaining, I promise. It’s my own doing. I’ve been pulled into all the amazing ways to accomplish tasks and create lists, writing challenges and how-to’s, making Google sheets and productivity lists, leaving me flat out stuck in my tracks. Again, all my own doing.

Like so many of us, I want people to read my work and to gain something from what I write. I’d love to make some extra cash writing for the site, who wouldn’t, but the more I read about how to write, the more I’m not writing.

Most of my knowledge comes from life experiences. Good and bad, they shape, pull and push me in new directions.

I will always read stories on Medium and will no doubt still try this method or that idea, hoping that someone can show me how to stay focused and finish the work.

I think I actually found the secret other Medium writers have been trying to show me. In between all the reading and thinking about what I can do to get folks to read my work — all the lists I can create, all the tales I can tell, I realize that for me to be happy, to feel fulfilled, I need to write what brings me joy.

I realize my epiphany seems simple but sometimes what’s right in front of us is hard to see.

My time reading all those stories and ideas, tools and lists pointed me in the direction of how I want to write.

So, watch this space, I'm back on track and I’ll be writing.