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Getting (Metaphorically) Naked Will Make You A Better Writer
Here’s why baring all is the greatest gift you can give to your art, your life, and your future happiness.
I remember the first time I saw a streaker. Not the last time, mind you, because historically I’ve seen more of them than most people probably do. Lucky me.
Anyway, it was a chilly day at one of my high school’s depressing football games, and I was busy pondering some hormonal mystery that has long since faded into the mists of time.
There, just beyond the bleachers, a form was barrelling through the normalcy of our 0–10 score and igniting cheers as it was chased down by security guards. Our streaker was fast — too fast for the underequipped, taxpayer-funded security professionals hot on his barren behind.
I recognized that streaker, but I’ll take his identity to the grave. Suffice it to say, he became a nameless legend at my school and inspired us to continue attending those god-awful football games despite the fact that we lost every single time I can think of.
That’s the power of brazen nudity, folks, and it’s the same power that can lift you to new heights as a writer. Are you ready to expose yourself? Good, because I’m going to take you on a buck-ass, bare-naked…
