Create because you want to.
Dear Creator Diary,
I used to be the kind of creator who didn’t ask, “Can I pull this off?”
I just did it.
Launched. Posted. Wrote. Asked. Published five days a week for over a year. Produced 950+ podcast episodes. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t second-guess. I just moved.
But somewhere along the way, I got smarter.
Calculated.
Strategic.
Consistent.
And while all of that sounds good on paper, it slowly started sucking the creativity right out of me.
I told myself I was being responsible. That I was maturing as a business owner. That this is what growth looked like.
I felt trapped and more lost than ever. The work no longer sparked new ideas, it felt monotonous, necessary even.
I became afraid to do things unless I knew I could do them perfectly. Unless I could sustain them indefinitely. Unless the outcome justified the effort.
That kind of thinking kills experimentation.
It kills the weird little posts.
The shaky first drafts.
The “what if I just tried this…” kind of energy that once made me magnetic.
Now I find myself craving that freedom again.
I want to write more.
On more platforms.
In more voices.
From more angles.
But every time I think about showing up on LinkedIn or Threads or Substack, I pause.
Because those platforms don’t feel like they want me.
They want the polished version.
The “valuable insight.” The “leadership POV.”
Here I am, writing this.
Unpolished. Unresolved.
Not because I’ve figured it out, but because I haven’t.
I only stuck with it here because I gave myself an anchor: a sponsor. A commitment. A reason not to bail the moment it got uncomfortable.
But I want to keep going. Not just here. Everywhere.
I don’t know what that looks like yet.
But I do know this:
I want to write more than I want to wait until I have it all figured out.
So maybe this is the start.
Or the middle.
Or just a breadcrumb toward becoming someone who creates because they want to, not because the calendar told them to.
Let’s not wait for the perfect plan.
Let’s just… do the dang thing.
