I have been plagued by this question every day for a month now. This obstinate nasal voice droning in my ear, twanging with awful regularity, "Are you getting better? Are you improving? Are you? Are you? ARE YOU??" It's enough to drive one nuts, and I wonder if those who have been at this for a decade (compared to my meager 2+ years) can enlighten me on the stages of writer's development. If there is such a thing. I'm sure something like this exists. I can roughly map my steps, thorned and barbed and plagued with creepers, in the dark narrow tunnel of this wild adventure called I WANT TO BE A FUCKING WRITER AND I WILL BE.

They really should put a sign at the entrance, you know, warning of all the blood and torn out hair and broken bones, the hazards of embarking on the path of "let me become a pro at lying on paper and collecting money for it, too."