For a long time I have been told by mentors, friends, and frenemies that my my writing was better on content than style. They said it was clever to a fault and all about me. It didn’t communicate as well as I wanted and expected. I was more concerned with creating my floral and florid stylistic egomaniacal prose (See what I mean) than I was in making my work accessible. After too many years I believe I’m hearing their advice. I’m making a real effort to rein myself in, not entirely, but still holding on to some of what makes me different than better writers than I.
I agree that it has been all about myself. I have been more interested in showing off than really communicating. My claims of giving back to the community, writing for others instead of myself rang hollow. It’s not easy to admit that you have been a hypocrite all your life but I must admit it is liberating.
Enough of talking about how wonderful I am. I should have learned this stuff long ago. My evolution in this regard is simply a testament to the fact that we all continue to grow and learn, up to the moment we pass on. I hope you enjoy what I have to say and somehow it can help you on your unique journey. Lotsa love!