What Happens When You Publish on Medium Every Day for aYear
365 straight-up articles later
I’m still not a good writer yet. Let’s get that out of the way. But writing every day has given me gifts beyond measure and has set my life on a course that is scary and exciting.
A year ago I sat down at my desk and decided to write another Medium article. For the past few months, I had been flirting with the platform. An article here and there. A few comments and claps.
The idea of being a real writer was a distant possibility that I never believed until the day I had a flash of inspiration to write 30 articles in 30 days, come rain or shine.
The idea took hold of me and I went with it.
So I began, not knowing if I would do it. I say this because I am the captain of the SS Failed Endeavour.
The first weeks were excruciating. I had nothing to say except regurgitated self-help thrown together with bad grammar. I don’t know how I got through it.
But almost 380 days later I am still doing it and haven’t missed a day yet.
What did I learn?
So much, but most importantly I learned that writing 365 posts only gets you a seat at the kiddie's table. But that is it.
I accept this because at least I am in the room.
Secondly, It shows you how far you have to go. The beginner's luck and novelty have worn off. I have swum so far out that I am now completely exposed. I can either keep swimming to the other side or drown.
Writing is a strange beast. If you write prolifically you are a writer. Which is enough for me. But there are writers and there are writers. I know my limits. I know that I will never be as good as some of the people on here. The masters.
But often those masters aren’t given the respect or audience they deserve. I have seen genius prose and life-changing wisdom disrespected with a meagre amount of applause. I’ve seen garbage get north of 8k claps.
This is not reality
This is a platform that people gamify to earn a supplemental living. I often catch myself conflicted about what I want to achieve here and for that, my writing often runs on tangents and disconnected themes.
But I love it
Medium has allowed me to brush off cares and worries about disapproval. I publish what I want to and I don’t fret about comments or trolls or getting knocked back. Some publications regularly post my work and some always reject me. I keep going.
If you are new here
Write and publish as much as you can. There are no formulas aside from what organically develops through hard work and consistency. You will find your own methods and your own voice. In your own time. You have no control over how you are received and you’ll hate that. Your ideas about killing it will be smashed to pieces but later you’ll appreciate it. The kindest thing you can do for yourself is to continue writing when there is no end or prize in sight.
I believe that the world belongs to those who show up and make things happen. Don’t be put off by shoddy responses or crickets. If you stick around long enough something will stick. Then when you’ve got a filthy writing habit you won’t be able to not write anyway.
I can’t.






