My God, I’m terrible
I had started this missive today with some thoughts on success. But, when I was polishing it up, I realized it was fairly nauseating. Nothing new, really, and just more of “look how great I am.” I hate big egos, and especially hate it when I’m the culprit.
Even worse, in putting together my thoughts, I went back and perused some of my older posts. Ouch: one poorly written column after another. Oh, there a few good lines sprinkled here and there, but overall — honestly — my writing grows worse with age.
Now who are good writers? I think Joseph Epstein is phenomenal. Joe Queenan is terrific. Dave Barry is extremely clever.
On the other hand, I’m not doing this for a living. Thankfully.