The Joy of Being Unknown

Everyone talks about wanting to be seen.

To grow fast. Go viral. Be known. Famous. Big.

But I think there’s something deeply magical about being small.

Being unknown.

Being new.

When you’re new, you get to play.

You can experiment in public. Test things, mess them up, try again, switch things up altogether.

You can try on different styles and genres, write under different pen names, whisper weird thoughts into the void.

You can be unapologetically new in your craft, without tripping over your own fame or trying to protect a brand before it’s even born.

There’s freedom in that.

In writing messy little posts like this.

In figuring out your voice before the spotlight finds you.

In building slowly and learning who you are while you create, not after.

These are the things no one mentions when people give you marketing tips or tell you to blow up on TikTok or other social media platforms. As if we all want the pressure of going viral.

Nah.

Honestly?

I love being new.

I love that I can write anything I want in my own little corner of the internet.

That I can share my chaotic thoughts, jump between themes, test new formats, and just… be real while I figure myself out.

Because how many of us actually have ourselves figured out?

Even more so for a writer. Where you start is so very often not where you end up.

And every time I post, I get a little closer.

I’m getting clearer on my voice.

Clearer on what I want to say.

And one day, when I am ready for a larger stage, I’ll have a whole body of work behind me—not polished and perfect, but lived-in. Earned. Wild. Me.

So to everyone who’s been here from the start: thank you.

Thanks for reading my strange little blogs and essays.

Thanks for reading my earlier books and short stories and supporting my work.

Thanks for sticking with me while I shift, stumble, and shape.

And if you’re still in the early phase—if you’re writing into the void or creating just for the joy of it—this is your reminder:

• It’s good to be unknown.

• It’s a gift to have the freedom to grow without pressure.

• Your obscurity is not a weakness. It’s a greenhouse. One that can be very fun and peaceful.

Take your time.

You'll step out when you're ready.

If you want to.

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I’ve written as Sarah Kate Ishii for a long time. She was my explorer. But Sarah Caelan is my anchor, my fire, and the name I’ll be writing under from here on. Welcome to the new era.

Where old Celtic stone and roots meet the wild sea. In book form.

Finding Small Moments For You

Where are the small slots of time in your day you don’t even realise exist?

We often feel like there’s not enough time for what we want to do.

After work, commuting, chores, family or pet responsibilities, and personal hygiene swallow up most of our day, what’s left?

Maybe you manage to work out a few times a week, but that’s a stretch, and everything else sucks up time.

Lately, I’ve been carving out time for small habits.

On my commute, I squeeze in extra writing by typing on my phone while I walk to the train and during the ride. It’s slower, harder—but that extra word count adds up.

At work, I use breaks for five minutes of Japanese vocab practice or engaging on my author socials. A few comments while walking to fill my water bottle. A quick round of Anki vocab reviews.

On the way home, I study, listen to podcasts, or read.

In the evening, I journal and stretch with my 2YO. He scribbles while I write. He attempts stretches while I stretch. It’s fun, and I get to do it too!

These are all tiny moments—5 to 15 minutes here and there. Sometimes less. But over time, they build up.

Progress feels slow. But then I look back—when I finish an online course, a book, or when I hit the 75% mark in my WIP and get to that grisly moment all-hell-breaks-loose and I just want to keep writing. When I don't want my commute to end and start working yet because I'm in the flow.

So where are those small moments in your day? How can you make them easier to use?

Maybe you work from home and could sneak in workouts between tasks—Pomodoro timer, a few sets of weights in the break. By the end of the day, you’ve done a full workout.

My husband keeps a book in the kitchen. While waiting for the kettle to boil or food to heat, he reads a few paragraphs.

Little by little, these moments add up.

And often, the time we think we don’t have is hiding in plain sight.

So, where are those moments for you? And how do you want to enjoy them?

I'd love to see a world where we all get to do little snippets of things that bring us joy and remind us life isn’t just one endless cycle of work and responsibilities.

#LifeLessons #SmallHabits

No Limits: A New Life Principle for Growth and Inspiration

There are no limits on me.

This is one of my new principles for life.

You know, the phrases and mantras you set to help you make decisions and navigate your way of living. The ones that keep you going when things feel tough. When you don’t know what you do.

And I came across this at a swimming lesson.

I was sick as a child, and that made me allergic to the water in British swimming pools. They overloaded the chlorine so much that even walking past a swimming pool building made me feel nauseated. And when the door opened for someone to go in—BAM! It felt like being hit with a wall of chlorine.

So I never learnt to swim.

Now I’m 30, I’m getting lessons (and very happy to say the Australian pools use less chlorine, and my skin is better so it doesn’t react so much).

Why does this relate to my new principle for life?

Well, in the few minutes at the end of the lesson, I had a quick chat with the other lady having lessons that day. She seemed to be doing so well to me, and I asked about the sports watch she was wearing. Turns out, though she was fairly new to swimming, she’d decided she was going to go all out and train to complete a triathlon.

I was amazed!

‘So you can already run and cycle?’

‘Not yet. But I’m also trying that.’

This year she had just decided she was going to start her fitness journey, learn to swim, and why not while she was at it give herself a big goal to motivate her?

A triathlon.

‘I just realised there are no limits on me, so why not do it? I can do whatever I want to try, really. If I’m going to learn how to swim, why not try for a triathlon?’

🤯

Why indeed.

A momentary meeting with a soulmate.

(The real kind, not the Hallmark movie romantic kind, but the people we meet every day—even just fleetingly—who provide sparks of ‘Oh, I was meant to meet you.’)

Because it’s true.

There are no limits on us. Save the ones we put on ourselves.

Sometimes we end up in environments that hold us down. Sometimes monetary situations, people, roles. But that’s not forever. It’s a period. And though no one ever knows how long that period might be, thinking about your limits and where you want to go can help you through whatever you’re struggling with.

So you can’t swim—YET. Who says you can’t learn and complete a triathlon? You may as well go all out if you’re learning. (If you want, you might not want to, and that’s okay.)

You might want to start writing. Why put a limit on it? One book? Rather, just say you want to write as much as you can. No limits. You might end up writing several.

Now, it’s that time of year we all reflect on how our year has been so far, or our whole life, and think about goals for next year. I started doing this a little, but found no specific goals came to mind.

Of course I want to keep drafting and publishing as many books as I can. Of course I want to continue in my goals towards financial freedom. Of course I want to keep growing towards a life of good health and vitality and fitness. Of course I want to continue growing as a good parent.

But nothing really sat with me as ‘I WANT TO DO X’.

And I realised it was because I was still reflecting on this limits thing.

There are no limits on me.

I can do whatever I want (really, within reason, of course).

I don’t know what this year will bring, but I know I’ll keep working towards all of my goals. But a lot can happen in a year, and for that reason, instead, I’ve decided to take things as they come, and look forward to exponential growth.

1 thing a day towards my goals is 365 things done in a year. That’s a lot.

Focusing on small daily habits helps you grow as a person incredibly. Exponentially. How can you plan for that? Except to take it day by day and enjoy it.

Perhaps now is the time we don’t think of goals, but instead think about the consistency we want to bring to 2025.

What are our life values?

Family? Fitness? Writing? Creativity? Learning? Language? Communication? The list goes on, but pick three.

Now look in your daily schedule and plan in even just 15 mins a day of each of those. Calendar it in. Make it a date for yourself. A must do. As much as possible.

From there, I like to track each day whether I do it. I love watching the little xs line up as I cross it off as complete each day.

Do I get around to doing it each and every day?

No. Life happens.

But I love watching it grow as much as it can. 4x a week. 5x a week. Sometimes 6x a week!

More than if I never put it in my calendar and hoped I remembered.

There are no limits on me. And that’s exciting. And it makes me want to do as much as I can towards my goals and dreams, because I’m so curious where it will end up.

Look again in 6 months.

1 year.

2 years.

Imagine where it can be in 5 years if you do a little bit every day.

The world will try to impose limits on you. But what if you chose to see those limits as temporary, and your potential as boundless?

Start small. Stay curious. And watch where you end up—because with no limits, the possibilities are endless. And the future is so exciting.

(And I WILL complete more book drafting this year! For those who are waiting for Dynasty Codes 3: Noble Blood and the next Haru & Yuka adventure, thank you so much for your patience! 🙏)

How about you? What are your values for 2025? What daily habits will help you bring them to life? Got any exciting creative projects in the works or that you’d like to begin?