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Hello All,
I hope life is treating you well. Things are good here in my neck of the woods. I've been plugging away at the second draft of my novel and am now on chapter four. The writing moves a lot quicker when I have the first copy to draw material from. Only thirty-five more chapters left… sigh.

As I reviewed my new draft, I realized my writing had come a long way. In the beginning, I had no idea how important point-of-view was to approaching a story. In fact, I didn’t fully understand the concept and how it worked. Active and passive verbs were not considered during the writing process. My text was sprinkled with so many adverbs and adjectives it would have made a florist barf. Flowery prose is an understatement. As each of these weaknesses was identified, I endeavored to learn how to correct them. Twenty "how to" books later, followed by lots and lots of practice, I actually have a draft that has the potential to someday become a novel.

Although I've come to the conclusion my prose will never have the polish of Rowling, King or Steinbeck, I can still aim for middle-of-the-road author. I enjoy writing. It provides an outlet by which to get rid of all the stories in my head. Right now, that's enough.

Have any of you read some of your first works and thought, wow! I've come a long way? If so, I'd be interested to know what your weaknesses were. Until next time my friends, happy writing.

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