I’m about 3 months into this whole Substack journey, having started this newsletter in late June of this year, after a lot of lurking, dillydallying, dawdling hedging, and general imposter syndrome nonsense. The truth is that I was nervous about starting yet another online writing experiment because I’ve tried a few of them over the years and they all just felt like putting my words out into emptiness and eventually flaming out. I did Blogspot a million years ago, kept that going sporadically for years before it eventually fizzled. It felt like the early days of internet writing and I never figured out what my blog actually was. Was it a journal to keep friends and family updated on my life? Was it a place to showcase my creativity? Who knows. My next attempt was a Wordpress site with a GoDaddy domain name purchase. This time I designed the page, made a logo, did all the things. But it still felt like no one was at the other end, reading.
Some writers are perfectly happy writing for th…