I've written a lot about chess improvement. I have theories, suggestions, ideas and my own training plan. Getting better at chess drives me forward. I am not alone here. The Internet is filled with forums and videos all offering solutions on how to improve. It's a worthy and noble pursuit. I endorse it... but...
Improvement is not the same as enjoyment. Getting better at chess does not necessarily mean you will like it more. It might actually do the opposite.
I remember one game in particular; it's the first game featured in my "Smithy's Minis" course, actually. I saw a check with my Queen and thought it was crushing ... one move stopped it. Oops. Then I dropped a piece, but my opponent dropped one right back. The rollercoaster went up and down, back and forth, and then suddenly, magically, I had a winning attack.
I didn't know what was happening. I was going along, playing one move at a time, completely lost in the magic. I didn't plan ahead; I couldn't, I wasn't strong enough. It was just one move at a time, so all the tactics literally appeared out of the blue. I didn't know when I was losing and I didn't know I was winning until the end.
Not just this game, but every game. It was a thrill. I didn't know any better, so it was magic, pure magic. I reveled in the mystery of victory and defeat. I played each game with a sense of wonder.
I have since gained over 800 rating points since that game, but I never enjoyed chess more than during those early 1400 days.