I started writing regularly 26 days ago.
I didn’t quite know what to expect, but I did know I wanted to build a practice of sticking to things; something I feel I’m sorely lacking in, as each new “ooh, shiny!” flits across my field of vision.
And I know I want to build something like this!
Nearly a month in, I think I’m barely scratching the surface.
But it definitely isn’t as bad as it was when I started.
And it definitely isn’t as bad as I thought it’d be.
It’s beginning to feel like I can do this, but there is still quite a ways to go.
I’ve definitely felt like giving up tonnes of times.
But I’ve read that even when I don’t feel like it, I ought to just do it.
Do the bare minimum1.
Don’t break the chain.
I might decide to drop the tag next year2, but I fervently hope, this leads to writing being as much as part of me, as reading is.
And I hope it leads me to something like this.
I haven’t missed a day in many, many years—the discipline of sharing something daily is priceless. Sometimes there are typos. I hope that they’re rare and I try to fix them.
Over time, the blog adds up. People remember a blog post a year after I wrote it. Or they begin a practice, take an action, make a connection, something that grows over time. The blog resonates with people in so many fields, it’s thrilling to see how it can provoke positive action.
It’s true that I’d write this blog even if no one read it, but I want to thank you for reading it, for being here day after day. It’s more fun that way. There are more than a million subscribers, and, best I can tell, people read this in nearly every country in the world.