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how to be great

by bela-matyas-feher

they told me a long time ago i had "promise"- and i didn't understand what it meant. and then i wrote more, and they said i was "good" and i thought "that's cool." then, i began to see something - i looked for patterns and found them, recreated them, studied the masters, emulating their techniques, and i thought i knew what i was doing. then the awful truth hit me: no one cares. you can write in whatever style you want, and no one cares. because it's not about the things you say, and it's not about how you say it - it's about what the audience hears. And it's about understanding - that none of us are great, we simply ARE. Greatness is for the generations that follow.
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