I remember the first time I wrote an abstract short story on my Facebook page. A lot people hit the like button and then a good number thought it was a story about my husband and I. They even worked my second cousin into the story because they know almost everything about me.
When you live in a small town, it’s pretty hard for your Facebook to not be filled with people who actually know you.
I made a few more attempts. This time, I actually wrote about myself with a few lessons underneath it all but the comments made me realise they were reading it wrong. That’s when I decided that Facebook wasn’t my audience.
I sought refuge in a safe place where people who read actually read because they want to and not because they are friends with me. It has been an amazing feeling so far.
Today, I have strangers following blog and reading and liking my scribbles and that fills my heart with so much joy.
I think this should be the same for everything we do. I think we should always find the right place, the right time, the right moment… Don’t force it in the wrong place, time or moment.
