I don’t think there’s any strong book that is pleasing to everyone.Garth Greenwell
For so long in both life and my writing, I have tried to please others. I have always struggled with fitting in, but I tried. I tried wearing the popular brands. To make my mom happy, I listened to her music. I curated my personality around other people’s whims.
It didn’t work. I was still hopelessly me. Even with my writing, I tried on author voices as though I was in a showroom, looking through carpet samples or paint swatches. To please one of my mentors, I tried to write like Hemingway. To please another, I tightened my prose and tried to stifle my lyrical language.
This didn’t work either. My voice always came through somehow. Now, though my writing voice adapts, I no longer write to please others. I write for me. If other people appreciate it or like it, that’s a great achievement. But lately, I’m simply writing what pleases me.
Hopefully, some day, this results in strong books others want to read.
Ps: Speaking of strong books, I’m working on creating a bundle of short stories. Interested? Let me know!