(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

An act of protest for humanity

Years ago I joined an online writers group. It was originally run by the lovely Emily P. Freeman and her even lovelier father, an encouraging and soul filling space to exist amongst other writers. There were weekly teachings, regular community interaction, peer to peer support. As time went on and someone else’s voice became louder, there was an ongoing message of “niching down”, almost to the point where I felt like I was being force fed this idea at every opportunity. If you’re unaware, this basically means find your specific area of expertise—childfreedom in my case—and lean hard into that. I didn’t even niche down enough by their standards, they wanted you to an incredibly specific demographic of people i.e. 30-something year old, college educated women who experienced infertility and are now trying to embrace a life without kids. In the end I took their advice with a grain of salt, knowing that niching down too far is probably detrimental—why would I alienate 20 year olds or 50 year olds or whoever else happens to connect with my message?