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The World Is Yours, Or At Least The Size of It Is
For all the debate, discussion, and derision social media gets for good, bad, and admittedly sometimes truly ugly, it is a tool.
The way things are now is not how they started out, though it is easy enough to forget that when living in moments that are always striving for the future.
Just after the new year in 2018 I put a piece of writing up on Medium. These days, after writing and doing other media for the last four years, which isn’t unusual. But all those things from then until now came from that one piece. Somehow, despite having something like 20 Twitter followers and 6 Medium followers, folks found it. And read it. And shared it. And shared it. And it started getting attention. Then, some established writers and media folks suggested it. Then others started to notice. I wrote a few more things, and Will Truman asked if I’d like to “do something sometime” with Ordinary Times which turned into the place I’ve been writing and collaborating at ever since. Radio, media hits, my own Heard Tell program, the #twittersupperclub, all of that came from folks reading, and thankfully connecting, with that piece.
Besides the cathartic parts of getting my own story out, my main point in writing that original piece was to make this point about why I got a Twitter account — my first social media of any kind — and…
