My Continuing “Medium” Journey In All It’s Wonder.
Right on and Write on.
I’ve written before about being on Medium and things have moved on a bit. A bit. A lot. Last month I received my first payment. A few cents. But that few cents was worth millions to me as a validation of my writing. A validation that I could do it and have something worthwhile to say that people would like reading. That meant a whole lot and brought a smile to my face and that of my husband.
Another mega-event was being asked to join Illumination as a writer by Linda Caroll so I duly sent my application in and was accepted and have been lucky enough to have two articles published.
But I will say this, and this goes beyond the writing. This site is confidence building. It lifts the soul and helps you to believe that indeed all things are possible. It’s a great community and friendly. So far I don’t think many, if any, trolls live here under the bridge. It is also a learning community, some of the articles I have read have been mind-blowing, made me tear up, been very interesting, and made me laugh out loud. All have given me food for thought through a diverse selection of people.
People talk of big money being earned here. That’s as may be, but the journey of getting there is what counts. It's not all going to be acceptances here and there. Rejections may well come but they will all push me in the direction of writing better quality stuff. Some of the best scenery appears during the journey.
And what of habit. Well, I have my writing corner. A nice snug desk that looks inviting although the flowers basically will soon need flinging in the dustbin. However, as time has gone on I’ve found out I’ve got rather a lot of writing corners. In bed, on the sofa, I’m heading for the car next. I’ve also got plans to write in the garden. What I am finding is that I do like quiet for writing, the thoughts flow easier without a TV, radio or too much noise in the background so naturally I’m making the very most of things when the family is asleep and I’m not being chivvied into yet another round of cat food by two rather persistent greed-driven cats.
Notebooks, yes I’ve thought about them. Note. Thought. That hasn’t come to fruition at all. I’ve got a note-taking app on my phone and I make good use of that. Google Assistant may well help me as well but that does involve rather a lot of shouting from both sides. Siri and I never got on. It was a troubled relationship. One that I soon ended on a rather bitter tone. We were troubled bedfellows when I had an iPhone. Although we both spoke the same language we didn’t understand each other at all. If I asked her something about the weather she might reply with a recipe. Rather grudgingly I thought.
I’m finding my own way here and loving it all. The path will reveal itself and I will happily walk along, sometimes I may even jog.
We are all individual writers here with our own styles and thoughts on things. We make a rich tapestry. One that I am happy to weave my own thread in.
Onwards and happy writing.
Vee





