Medium Writers, I Love You

I swear I’m not drunk.

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We really are a community.

And I’m reminded of this every day when I post or comment in 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 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 , 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.

And I do understand.

I understand your drive to write. I understand the feelings you have when a piece isn’t curated (and the feelings you have when it is!) I understand what each clap means to you. I understand the trade-offs you make — staying inside when the sun is out, because you’ve got to finish this piece. Wondering if you should write less and spend more time with your family. Taking forever to get through a novel because you’re reading Medium essays instead. Because there are so many great ones your reading list will never get empty. And because this is your community too.

I wrote for Medium in July 2018. This is my 112th. Whoa.

It’s interesting to write something knowing 100% that it won’t be curated, when usually I’m focused on a high curation rate. A bit liberating.

Thank you for going on this journey with me.

Thank you for being a community that celebrates , that allows me to celebrate yours. As we wait for the Medium elevators to elevate us, we all elevate each other. And — I swear I haven’t had anything to drink tonight; I’m just a schmaltzy fuck — I am feeling so grateful and full of love for all of you right now.

XO ❤

Empathy for the win! Published in Gen, Human Parts, Heated, Tenderly —Feminism, Sexuality, Veganism, Anti-Racism, Parenting. She/They

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