This is my safe outlet where I write things that are personal in nature. My journey through life as a single, introverted Christian woman.
But what started as my personal blog became a place to show off my writing. And because I was showing off, I pressured myself to only publish perfect writing.
Perfect writing eluded me. But mostly because I didn’t know what that’s supposed to look like for me. I agonised over every word, every sentence. I wrote paragraphs and would delete them because I was afraid that people wouldn’t like what I’d written, how I wrote them, my structure, format, whatever.
Most times I forced myself to click on ‘Publish’ and not care whether anyone read what I wrote or not. But I cared. In secret, I cared, and I wanted my writing to be good. So good that people liked to read what I write and to come back for more, and subscribe. Yes, subscribe, because that’s what all the how-to-blog articles say – get subscribers, grow your email list, give your readers a reason to return, send out newsletters.
Things to be done, but take up time away from writing. Things that started to replace writing. I got distracted worrying about getting more readers, more subscribers, that I hardly had enough time to write.
Turning fifty got me thinking about things I’ve always wanted to do, to be. About my purpose. About why I wanted a website in the first place. Why I wanted a blog. Why I wanted to write.
Now I’m determined to focus on my original purpose: to write to know what I know about my faith. To understand what I’ve learned.
Write the truth and be authentic.
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