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Medium Writers, I Love You
I swear I’m not drunk.
We really are a community.
And I’m reminded of this every day when I post or comment in Medium Mastery and my other online Medium writers’ groups. I’m reminded of it when I see a writer I love has max-clapped a piece of mine, or when I get a comment from one of my favorite readers who only engages in the form of comments, because they don’t (yet) consider themselves a writer. We are a community.
And I feel sappy about it.
Because the truth is, some of you read more of my writing than my husband does. He swears he’ll read it all eventually; he just can’t keep up. But I don’t have to explain that to you, because you get it. You’ve also had those weeks or months where you’ve tried to publish more than once per day, while still producing writing you’re proud of. And you’ve also found that this rate leaves you burnt out, but you’ve tried to do it anyway. Because you have some dream —of forming a writing habit; of getting these ideas out of your head; of creating that one perfect sentence; of making a living doing something you love, something you can’t help but do; of finally feeling understood.
