I am trying to get past the over thinking side of me that wants to make everything “effective”, you know? Like these emails or my blog posts – I was starting to over think and try and come up with the overall structure to make sure it was a proper article/resource/piece-of-content-worthy-of-reading.
But my words are worthy of reading on their own, regardless of how many words I use or how I structure the post..
Interesting. That made me realise that this drive to have something be ‘long enough’ is really just tied to the capitalistic view of productivity. It must conform to a certain set of norms in order to be valuable.
Google has said that it prefers articles that are 1200 words or more, with external and internal links, readability, transition words, enough active voice…
But my thoughts, my processing, my emotions – they don’t have to fit into that defined box to be valid and valuable to me. Expression doesn’t have to fall into a certain set of guidelines.
Because that’s not expression then, is it? That’s oppression.
I’m done oppressing myself.
I’m done hiding, waiting for the right time to step into the spotlight.
And really, do I need to step into the spotlight – or just stop running from it?
So here we go. Free from rules, guidelines or expectations (mostly from me) – things are going to get a LOT more personal around here.
Because, let’s be real. There’s already enough content like what I’ve been writing out there on the internet.
It’s time to show what navigating chaos looks like in real time.
Here’s what you need to know:
- Emails and blog posts are going to be more random, not set every Tuesday because that’s what I “should” do
- You’re likely going to hear from me more often. There is a lot of chaos in our world right now (understatement) I do have a lot to say.
- You’re going to hear from me, Avery, Real, Raw and Unfiltered. Welcome to my brain.
Oh ya, and I’m scared. Oh so very scared.
But while my fear always gets a say, it doesn’t get to drive the bus.
So here we go. Here’s my heart on the page.
Much love (and nervous smiles),
Avery