Careless and Free
Me and my writing on Medium
My title sounds like a commercial, but I’m not talking about women’s sanitary pads. I’m just opening my situation as a writer on Medium. Finally, careless and free.
In these last weeks, I had so many personal satisfactions here, on our beloved platform, that I can now say to have reached my personal purpose of my presence on Medium. Really, what a bliss to feel careless and free!
As probably I’ve already written somewhere else, I joined Medium because I looked for the validation of my English writing abilities through the curation of my stories/poems. Well, tough luck for me, because it never happened to any of my submissions. With that interest, I became a paying member to support the platform that would have done so much for me. But no curation for me… no, no, no!
Then, I tried to submit my stories to pubs, the first being Fiddleheads and Floss; at the time, regularly prompting poets to respond with poems. But recently, its owner Christina M. Ward created a new publication called The POM — Poets On Medium — where we flowed in like a large family of poets. From F&F, though, I found the courage to submit to Literally Literary and Dead Poets Live, which published right away my poems. When it happened, I was both thrilled and disbelieving.
