I didn’t want to write this post because, well, my own writing is far from perfect. But I’ve learned a lot by being an editor this year, a lot of things that have helped me see where my writing sucks and what my strengths are.
Mostly though, I’ve seen things that make me scratch my head and say, really? You want to be a writer?
See, I told you I was hesitant to write this. I realize my writing that sentence makes me sound like a pompous ass. Behold, Jeff, the high-and-mighty, all-knowing wordsmith — and the feeble miscreants who exist around him.
One of the best lessons on writing came from my dad and Hunter S. Thompson.
“Don’t be boring,” my dad said, tossing me his latest copy of Cycle World. “The world is full of boring writers.”
I opened to the article he wanted me to read, “Song of the Sausage Creature,” probably the greatest motorcycle review of all-time.
It took me 25 years to learn the wrong financial habits and one day to unlearn them. One of my goals this year is to get out of debt, or as much out of debt, as possible.
Bust out the spreadsheet, ready the numbers, here’s where I sit on day 1 of 2014: I owe $60,515.82.