The Good Stuff

Substack and The Good Stuff

Do you ever feel like your mind is racing a thousand miles an hour, filled with so many great ideas that you need four different notebooks to hastely scribble-downthose ideas just to keep track of them? I do. Since I hit my mid-40s, my memory isn’t what it used to be. It’s like I can’t hold onto all the little things like I once could. I used to have the memory like an elephant, now it’s just like a squirrel!

One of those scribbled-down ideas led me to start this Substack. I came across the word “Substack” one night while flipping through my notes, and it jogged my memory. After Googling it, I remembered seeing an ad for the platform on X (Twitter), which inspired me to give it a try. But so far, my ideas haven’t been as impressive as I’d hoped. I’ve only written two posts, used notes without fully understanding them, and even signed up for a writing project where I finished dead last. On top of that, I’m still playing around with what niche I should focus on besides the current one listed.

  During my short time exploring writing on Substack, I've come across some truly amazing, intelligent, and opinionated writers. I’ve told myself more than once, “Just shut this down. Delete it. You’ll never be as good as those other Substackers. You won’t get any followers. You’re not a writer, Missy!” But I don’t want this to end up like all the other platforms I’ve deleted or the half-finished crafty projects collecting dust in my closet.

Earlier today, while trying to write a post for Substack about my new eBook, I felt frustrated and thought about quitting again. But instead of giving up, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and asked God, "Why? Why am I not enough? Why can’t I get these online ventures to work? Why do I always feel helpless? Why can’t I finish anything and make money to support my family?" (That’s a whole other story.) Despite the frustration, I also thanked God for everything I have now and for what I will have in the future. After that, I recited the “God, grant me the serenity” prayer and added, “God, please give me an idea, something, anything.” As always, I ended my prayer with, “Please keep my family, friends, and myself safe from any hurt, harm, sin, or death, by the blood of Jesus, and in Jesus’ name, I pray. Amen.” In that moment, I felt heard and had hope!

A few hours later, while taking a short 15 minute drive to pick up my granddaughter Lilly I got it. THE IDEA! I didn’t get a blinding epiphany or burst of inspiration, but I did come up with an idea I think will be good for both me and you. I’m rebranding this Substack to The Good Stuff: Life’s Bumps in the Road After 40. I have the first couple topics planned out already, things that I am currently arranging my life around like Caregiving for my Baby Boomer Parents ( my mom )!

Please, let me know what sounds best. The Good Stuff: ________________?

1.      Life’s Bumps in the Road After 40

2.      Sharing Life after 40

3.      Living Life One Day at a Time After 40

4.      ?

Thank You All,

Missy Ann

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