Hey y'all, it's been a minute. Between multiple out-of-town jobs, starting a second Substack and working on a monthly video series, I've seriously neglected my bi-weekly Sweet Tea Talks. To be completely frank, I've wondered if I should even continue with them. I get very little engagement as far as likes and comments go, here or on my Monday posts and even though I highly value my consistent writing practice, it's hard not to wonder if putting in so much effort to publish regularly is really worth it.

Questions I've been pondering: Do people like seeing Yeah, I'd Hang Out With Her pop into their inboxes more than once a week or is it annoying? Do I enjoy writing two essays? One every Monday and alternating for How to Act in a Restaurant and Sweet Tea Talks. Am I writing with expectations like being discovered or getting a book deal or growing a following? At the very least, having a conversation. Why does any of that actually matter? DOES any of that actually matter?

Short answer?

Yes.

I feel a bit bashful and embarrassed admitting it. Growth and recognition certainly aren’t the only motivations steering the ship but I’d be lying if I said I don’t sometimes wonder what the point of this is.

And then…

There’s the truth my sneaky, self-sabotaging ego so ruthlessly keeps trying to hide from me...