Back in March of 2016, the founder and writer of a wildly (mildly) popular blog suddenly and unceremoniously shut it down, leaving her readers with the promise of a timely retool, rename and relaunch. A promise she did not keep. But this past Friday night, when most of the world had forgotten her and her blog were ever even a thing, she quietly began her desperate attempt to return from oblivion. So today, I will be catching up with Janice Wooten (me), the founder of what was once The Miss League. I’ll ask her (me) the tough questions about the shutdown, the long absence, why she’s returning now and what’s up with that new name.
Janice, thank you for joining me today.
Yeah, of course, thank you for having me!
So let’s get right to it.
My thoughts exactly.
So what the heck?
What the heck? You start a blog, you run it for two years and then you just shut it down. What. the. heck?
Well, I didn’t shut it down, I just… I mean, I did shut it down, but it wasn’t a “shut down” shut down, it was just a break.
Seven months? That’s just a break?
Has it been seven months? Wow. I did not mean for that to happen.
So what did happen? Did you get a boyfriend? And then he broke up with you and that’s why you’re back now?
So he didn’t break up with you? You have a boyfriend and you still feel qualified to write to single women?
I think we both know I never had a boyfriend. I mean, not never, but not in the last seven months.
Dang girl, that’s sad. So that’s why you shut it down, because you were sad?
No – I wasn’t sad! My relationship status had nothing to do with the blog.
Nothing at all?
Nothing! Well… maybe a little.
Yeah. Thought so. Please elaborate.
Look, I loved The Miss League, I started it for women like us – single, Christian women over the age of 27; but the more I kept writing and talking with more women, the more I realized that a lot of the things I was grappling with didn’t suddenly start at age 27 and they weren’t limited to just Christian women or just single women.
What kinds of things?
All kinds of things! Struggles with confidence and what it means to be a woman, fears about not being enough – pretty enough, interesting enough, feminine enough; worries about the future and running out of time, all the issues and shame around sexuality, feelings of being overlooked and looked down upon in church circles. So many women are fixated on a relationship as a fix, but marriage is not a catch-all cure for any of that.
So realizing that struggle was more widespread than you originally considered, you thought it would be best to just pack it all in. And leave everybody hanging.
No. I realized that I needed to find a way to widen my base and be more inclusive.
So I knew that the first thing I needed to do was find a new name.
Why? I thought The Miss League was a great name.
It was a great name, but one of the most common questions I got from the beginning was “Well what happens to the blog when you get married?” And I always said that it wouldn’t matter. I would still write The Miss League, even if I wasn’t a Miss anymore, but… I didn’t like that it was such a black and white term that was so tied to marital status. So I started praying and searching for a new name.
And I ran across this word. This amazing word that means “exceptionally good or great and remarkable.” This word that has a list a of synonyms like extraordinary, exceptional, outstanding, noteworthy and it was like a rocket went off in my heart because that word? It’s Singular.
Yeah! And I love it because it sounds so close to single and one of it’s other definitions is as a reference to something individual, but it has nothing to do with marital status. Me being single? That can (and hopefully will!) change some day –
Dear God please.
But me being singular? I pray that NEVER changes.
So the new name…
Is “Singular She”.
And who is the “She”?
She is me. And you. And whoever. She is any woman, of any age, stage or marital status.
So the blog is back?
And who is it for now?
Well, it’s still being written by a Christian, single woman in her 30’s so that will always be the homebase, but I’d love for all women to read it. And be part of the conversation, because honestly… in a lot of ways, it’s too late for me – I wish I had known in my 20s, not necessarily what I know today, but that the things I was worried and afraid about weren’t isolated to just me. I think it would have saved me a lot of angst and anxiety if I could have heard more honest conversations. I mean, I survived and I’m okay, but I would love to save the women right behind me from as much of that shit as possible.
You, uh, wanna watch your mouth there?
Nah. I’m good.
But you just said you were a Christian.
Yes I did. And I am.
Look, this isn’t your mother’s (my mother’s) blog. Which isn’t to say she can’t read it, but this is my space and I’m trying to build something as authentic as possible, so I’m going to be as authentically me as possible. Everything in moderation, ya know?
Okay. Well… good luck with that.
So Singular She. It’s here, it’s authentic, it’s live. What’s next?
Well, I’m excited to be writing again and seeing what comes up, I’ll also be editing and re-releasing “classic” posts from The Miss League and I’m gonna try out some new things — I want to start Singular Reads, a book club where we’ll be reading some of the books that I love and have helped me. And I i’m excited to do some Singular Meets, where we’ll be getting together in real life!
And doing what?
Well that remains to be seen. But uh… it’ll be great.
Okay then. Is there anything else you’d like to say to the people reading this, any final thoughts to finish this up?
Yeah, I just… I’m sorry it took so long, but I’m really excited to be back and moving forward and I hope you decide to come along with me. So please – subscribe, share and be part of this thing. Decide to be singular. Because the truth is that you already are.
And there you have it folks. “The Miss League” is so yesterday and Singular She is on the move, with it’s sights set on encouraging and empowering all women. So if you’re into that kind of thing, get into it. And let’s see how it goes.