I’ve been semi-sequestered in my office lately, learning and relearning how to write with a consistent style. This new job at Fstoppers has tweaked my thinking. With my first article submitted and approved for publication, the editor’s notes have reminded me that I’m going to have to polish my style a bit. Nothing egregious mind you, but I’m reminded that my college English courses were taken some 30+ years ago and the things I learned and have embedded in my writing are not really current by today’s standards. The linguistics of a Kentucky boy aren’t quite up to par. I keep reminding myself though, it’s the flow of the story that matters most to me. The technicalities can be learned, but learning to write with interest and flow, perhaps that’s something a little more difficult to learn. Learn I will. We never stop learning.
Ah, the laments of an amateur. It’s a question of new tricks for an old dog.
Happy Moose Monday by the way.