Hello, dearest reader, my name isn't important so I'll keep it to myself. But, because you've gotta call me something, let it, my name, be B. Yeah, that’s good - B, call me B. Pah-ha, ha, I'm in college right now, and in-between quarters. So, naturally, I'm spending my newly-acquired me-time getting some major writing done. A few weeks ago, I started a character-driven science and military-fiction space epic. I've, dare I say, gotten in the characters' heads pretty well in spite of me, for once, not making notes on their personalities. To say it's going well would be an understatement, but, simultaneously, it's been kind of a . . . pain. I've recently gotten a hold on my writing style. Now, I'm not sure if my infrequent use of descriptors, my long-but-necessary interactions between characters, or my world-building is boring. Life has a problem with letting you solve one problem, and then adding ten more in its ashes before there's time to break wind. Anyhoo, I'm a self-taught writer, who, thanks to my distaste for socializing and sunlight, has spent, roughly, most of the last four years writing, researching, and reading. Having said that, and because I, too, need it, I'd like to take this opportunity to offer my help however, whenever, and wherever needed. I hope we can be friends, you and I.