Why I Haven’t Updated Medium In Months
I don’t ever suffer from Writer’s Block but I do sometimes suffer from feeling like my writing is awful.
There is never a day in which I can’t come up with ideas for stories to write or posts to share but there are moments where I hate what I produce.
Don’t take that to mean I never write here or elsewhere because I am a disciplined writer in the sense that I write daily.
That discipline is how I have maintained about a half dozen blogs and have been doing so for years.
At times it has left me feeling over extended and whenever that has happened I have responded by shifting my focus to supporting just one or two of the blogs.
How Medium Got Left Behind
During the past five months I moved twice within California and then made a much larger move to Texas.
That occupied a ton of internal bandwidth, not to mention the surgery I had to repair a hernia.
The net effect was a significant loss of free time and an evaluation about where and how to use what I did have.
I like Medium and have enjoyed the time in which I have been using it but I haven’t built a significant readership here, especially when compared to something like TheJackB.
Granted I have been writing at TheJackB since about 2010 and that followed six years at a Blogger blog so it wouldn’t make sense for me to expect Medium to have the same pull yet.
Especially since I haven’t spent as much interacting here as I have done elsewhere.
Bottom line, unless you have a chunk of money for advertising or luck into some ‘big wins’ in another way it takes time to build a real readership.
Since I haven’t built that readership here I haven’t felt as much of a pull to focus on Medium as I do on the Wordpress blogs.
Thus I am faced with the question of what to do with this place.
Do I try to build a readership here or focus on using it as a platform to send more readers to TheJackB.
I won’t ever stop writing. It is what I do. It is who I am and how I breathe.
I suppose part of why I’ll continue to maintain this place here is because like the other places I write it offers my oxygen and a chance to meet like minded folk.
Sometimes being left behind is a good thing because it offers a different perspective and a chance to look at things in a way you wouldn’t otherwise do.
Left behind doesn’t have to be left out.