I did not start writing in public to become a better writer.

I started because I wanted readers.

What I did not expect was what publishing every week would do to the writing itself.

It stripped the performance out of it.

Before Substack I could revise indefinitely. Sit with a draft for weeks. Convince myself it was not ready. There was always one more thing to fix.

The deadline made the decision for me. Ready or not, the post had to exist.

And slowly, over many posts and many Fridays, I stopped writing sentences I did not mean.

New post is up today. About what a year of building in public quietly changed in me as a writer. And the unexpected double advantage I did not see coming.