What a year it’s been. When I started Lil Love Letters last April, I had no idea what I was doing. I read a few of Substack’s “how-to” articles and dove in. My first post was what I imagine will be the prologue to my memoir.
Including today, I’ve posted a total of 31 pieces. I didn’t plan that, but somehow it seems fitting, given that I am 31. Some little birthday magic there.
Each time I posted, it was an exercise in being seen. I wondered what people would think, and at least once, I sweat entirely through my shirt upon publishing.
In the past year, I’ve made progress on my book, shared at open mics, connected with and learned from other writers, and shared little bits of my soul again and again. I made the decision to go full-time into writing to finish my book, which will happen later this summer. I’ve been gripped with doubt and saturated with abundant love.
Though I’ve been working on self-validation for some time, I can’t overstate the value of this community. Thank you for reading these words, for sharing how they’ve impacted you, for passing a post on to a friend. My main goal for sharing my writing is to help others feel inspired and empowered to live into their most authentic selves. What’s cool is that you all are helping me do that, with every little word of encouragement.
I am grateful to you.
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