Last year, in an attempt to start “blogging like its 1999”, I did indeed, start a blog. Then I got sucked into the old traps again of trying to blog for the algorithm and got super overwhelmed. I stopped writing in my own voice again, afraid of everything a self-hosted blogger worries about- I won’t go into it boring detail — if you have ever been a website owner, you understand.
The thing is, when it comes down to it, I still love writing and reading thoughts and stories.
Substack’s barebones platform always appealed to me, and after following a few people on here to get a feel for the place…I concluded that it would be a nice place to write and not have to worry about algorithmic, self-hosted blogger things.
So here I am.
Hi, I’m Meg, and these are the memoirs of a 40-ish, neurodiverse, mostly decorative, feral housewife.