This morning I rejoice. This morning I have realized how some of my writing is bad. I do not know quite how to make it right, but this is a start. There has never been a time when I have realized the badness of my writing that I have not been able to fix the problem, so I am not afraid. I hope that I will have many more revelations like this, so that one day I can become a good writer.
Tonight is the night of the vampire.