Is Anybody Out There?

Is Anybody Out There?
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Sings John Adams in the beginning of 1776, the musical. And I peer like he did into the shadows with my hand over my eyes to help me see. So, I ask and hope not to wait as long as John did for a letter from Abigail, "Is anyone seeing my posts? Are they making it to the mailbox? Would I be better with snail mail?" And I suck with writing letters, addressing the envelopes and finding a stamp to get news out. I have been truly spoiled with the internet. I wish more were on the internet.

I'm still in the quandary as to what to do with this platform. Medium beckons me back. I never fully left it, only chose to not pay the yearly fee. I'm a free writer. But I still don't want to write everything for free.

Hints find their way to me, that Substack is not the platform to be on. I have to become a paying member on Medium to find out why. I don't think I will specifically leave Substack, as no money is going out from me. I do have one friend I correspond with. I think she tagged me for something to answer- three fun things about me. So after this, I guess I will look into that.

Made progress last week on City and I know I can keep at it. I will make the time because I really wanted to get the first draft completed. I talked to Taylor, the young man that is the president of the Sharon Historical Society, last week about getting a photograph for the cover. The end of this year, may I be ever so close to going to print with this novel.

But I need to know, is anybody reading these posts on Ghost or where I share them? Or are bots just liking them, because that is what bots do. They also re-stack them on Substack. I brought over my emails from Substack. I believe everyone is done with their free trial, here. My thought is if no one is reading me here, I close this shop and devote time to Medium. I'm giving it one more month and if I hear from no one because I'm not getting my pins, (reference to the end of 1776) I'm done asking for saltpeter from Ghost for you. Not a threat, only reality. Where do I put forth my effort?

Will my song crescendo or will it decline? I will wait for a chorus or crickets. Maybe everyone is "ghosting" me.