I used to write for me, now I write for others. I changed when I realized other people existed.

Monday, January 8, 2007

Did you notice the change? My entries are shorter. And edited. And while not exactly interesting, they should no longer feel like you’re sticking a sharp toothpick soaked in lemon juice into your eye. I cut down on Goal, shrinking it to a bite-sized five-hundred words. That’s a minimum, which (I hope) will allow me to deliver more quality.

My epiphany occurred in the shower this morning. I realized that screwing the reader was awfully selfish, especially when I plan to write for an audience someday (best-selling great-American novelist, anyone?). My entries will be more polished and hopefully readable. I have to start practicing sometime.

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