Subtle Shifts in the Space-Time Continuum

I was just thinking about how my writing has changed over the years. When I was a young'un, aside from trying to tell a good story, I also liked to throw in the element of shock. I liked the reaction I got from teachers and peers in high school as I often went for a good dose of visceral grossness. But as the years have gone by, I think the whole element of shock has gradually turned to a need to be achingly honest in my writing. I try to get to the truth through writing, whatever/who's ever truth that may be. I guess sometimes figurative truths can be just as shocking as trying to go for the gross-out.

Hell, does that even make any sense?

Maybe my attempts at honesty in my writing are just another form of trying to get a reaction. Maybe I'm still trying to go for the gross-out in a figurative sense, but am just couching it in pseudo-intellectual b.s.

Or maybe I shouldn't attempt to write in this blog when Dancing With the Stars is on in the background...