Like a vintage record player

📖 “Like a Vintage Record Player”

July 2025 – A Woman’s Wondering

I’ve never thought of myself as old-fashioned—at least, not in the way that makes your knees creak and your eyes squint at the screen. But lately, somewhere between launching an eBook and navigating podcast platforms, I’ve started to feel like one of those vintage record players: full of charm, sure… but not quite wired for the world I’ve been dropped into.

This book launch has not been a learning curve. It’s been a slope. A muddy one. With no shoes.

I’ve found myself googling things I never imagined I’d need to know—like how to connect payment gateways, or what on earth a favicon is (it sounds like a spice, doesn’t it?). I’ve clicked buttons in blind faith and whispered prayers over website layouts. And don’t get me started on podcasts. Podcasts! I thought they were just… conversations. Who knew you needed artwork, hosting platforms, links, descriptions, and a voice that doesn’t crack under pressure?

At 42, I imagined I’d have grown into some kind of modern competence. But the truth is, I feel as unsure as a tween and as obsolete as a teacup saucer in a paper cup world. And yet… here I am. Still learning. Still showing up.

And maybe that’s the point.

Maybe the apron-wearing, homemaking, paper-and-pen version of me was never meant to be obsolete. Maybe she was just meant to bring something softer to the digital space. A gentler rhythm. A slower voice. A little faith and lace in a world of algorithms.

So I’ll keep climbing this slippery tech slope—one blog post, one upload, one podcast crumb at a time. Because the truth is, even a vintage record player still plays a beautiful song… if someone takes the time to listen.

With flour on my hands and faith in my pocket,

Lezanne 🌸 

I’d love to hear your wonderings too—leave a little note below if this spoke to you. 💛