I'm a little bit excited.
During my many hours of scrolling, I came across a website called Substack. Substack is an online platform where writers can send digital newsletters directly to subscribers, so I thought I would take a look.
The idea is that I will condense my daily postings into one newsletter, which will get emailed to anyone who wishes to subscribe.
The husband, for example was having a moan up before that he didn't want to see any of the "what I am watching" or "what I am reading" posts, he knows all that, he's more interested in the actual writing, probably to check if he has done anything wrong that week!!
So from next week, I will send a newsletter where the main body will be any written posts I have sent out and anything additional I have posted can be found at the bottom of the newsletter, so if there is anything you're not interested in, you can easily skim through, there will probably also be some additional things snuck in there.
I would be really grateful if you could sign up to my newsletter and give it a go, you may even prefer it ♥️
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Some weeks I feel like my brain has been swapped out. They loan it to (or from) sane people for a couple of weeks. I’m not entirely sure at this point if I’m the borrower or lender. Some weeks, someone (mostly my husband) can do or say something and I’ll laugh. Other weeks (this week) I want to cry/scream/kill the nearest passer-by. The problem is, I’m on the mini pill. I haven’t had a period in 10 years, that’s been great but now I’m starting to wonder if it really is? I keep reading horror stories about what the pill does to you (ok these are random stories on the internet but still!) but this doesn’t give me a cycle so I don’t know where my hormones are at. I am, by nature, extremely impatient, when I say extremely, I mean to the extreme of extreme. I cannot tolerate slow walkers or drivers, being late, disorganisation and just waiting for anything in general. I am an absolute delight! My husband, on the other hand, is the extreme of the extreme, OPPOSITE! He dithers, he is never on...
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