I'm on page 60 or so of "Stars," staring the revision monster in the face... and reading Feynman in my spare time to catch his voice for when I go kick the stuffing out of "Hammered" later on.... and sometime in the past twelve months, I appear to have learned how to write.
On a sentence level, I mean.
Some of this stuff is *rough.* ::Winces:: at need to establish POV every three words. ::Flinches:: at comma problem. Oh, bloody hell. Those paragraph transitions.
::Rolls up sleeves and gets to work.::