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Who Is Your Ideal Reader?
I finally crystalized my ideal reader, and his name is Mike.
Today is a wondrous occasion. So remarkable, I even bought a Shutterstock image for it because I couldn’t find the perfect one on Unsplash! For the last two years and ten months, I’ve been struggling with the idea that I have to define a person who will read my work.
Why do I need to do that? I mean, it hasn’t stopped me from seeing some measure of success with my writing so far.
That was my reasoning for a long while. Especially because I focused on my financial issues. I wasn’t willing to see that something about my writing was missing.
I was getting lovely comments on Facebook; I was getting subscribers; I was getting curated. But still, it felt like impostor syndrome.
I felt good when it worked, but I felt confused when it didn’t. I had no idea what I had done wrong.
Now I know.
I Wasn’t Writing To My Ideal Reader
Do you know how sometimes when talking to a friend, you have those personal nuances? Like, you know that person, so you allow yourself to make the conversation more fun or private. You’re not talking to a crowd. You’re talking to your friend.
