I’ve been thinking about the beginning. I remember Professor Joan Weaver smiling and giving me my first assignment in college. I was enrolled for nursing then; I should have stayed a nurse.
No one craps greatness. If you say you do, it’s not greatness you’re crapping, but bullshit, and no one wants to see that. So, in the absence of true revision, I had nice Fiction 1 papers, but nothing a reputable publisher would care about.