Starblaze: A superhero from out of this world.

Throughout grade school, I went through a couple different phases in which I decided to go all out and try and become whatever career I was fixated on at the moment. In fifth grade, I wanted to be a writer. I had been in young author's since third grade, so by the time fifth grade rolled around, I had really put some thought into the writing business. I wrote all the time. My notebook went with me everywhere I went. From the swingset to the bus, I wrote all the time. My main project was my young author's piece of the year, based off of my favorite cartoon: Sailor Moon. Starblaze was born. Starblaze was a redheaded superhero from a galaxy far away who continuously fought her arch-nemesis _...? (At one point I think his name was Ben Laden, which was my spelling of Bin Laden... The name was all over the news at the time, and I didn't exactly know who/what it was, other than he was the most hated thing on the planet at that time, so it fit until I found a better name.) She and her friends were normal high-schoolers by day, superheroes by night. I didn't win the contest, but I had the greatest time writing it. It was one of the things that I was the proudest of, no matter how lame the attempt might have ended up. I was happy that I got that far. Today's writing is considerably different. Not only do I no longer have the time that I put into my story, I put a lot more thought into how I want to come off. Then, writing was pretty much effortless- I thought it, therefore I wrote it. That's still generally my approach, but now I need to keep looking at it and change it time after time again. Think she could save me now?