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You ever end up rereading bits of things you wrote years ago, and thinking to yourself "You know what? I did good with that!"? I've no idea if I'm making 'progress' as a writer, I think I just go through ups and downs and some projects just turn out better than others, but sometimes I manage gems and I'll never not feel proud of that :)
(I'm rereading bits of The Wind At Midnight, the Bruce/Clark steampunk/space opera AU I wrote 8 years ago, because apparently Francois Schuiten makes me think of steampunk flying cities, and ... I know it's frowned on to enjoy your own work, but damn I did good with that one. Heh. One of the very few genuinely long, plotty fics that I ever finished, and I still think it's pretty darn good).
(I'm rereading bits of The Wind At Midnight, the Bruce/Clark steampunk/space opera AU I wrote 8 years ago, because apparently Francois Schuiten makes me think of steampunk flying cities, and ... I know it's frowned on to enjoy your own work, but damn I did good with that one. Heh. One of the very few genuinely long, plotty fics that I ever finished, and I still think it's pretty darn good).
