Meeting my wife Caron was one of the best things that ever happened to me as a writer. Before her, I'd scribe satirical or poetical critiques that had the power to gut some of the toughest people walking the planet. I took pride in my work and my unfiltered perspective until her influence forced me to understand that my harsh messages would instantly disengage the people I wanted to reach the most.
Listening to Caron and implementing her opinions gave me the power to be heard by other people, many of whom would have never given my writing a chance. Some even became loyal readers. At times, I feel that some of my newly acquired language severely censors my art. How can I truly be myself if I'm always trying to cater to everyone? My feelings of uncertainty did nothing to change Caron's edits on my work.
