Writing first drafts has never been a problem. In fact, maybe it's been the opposite problem -- an overabundance of first drafts. So, a while back I decided that I needed to do a little bit of editing every day.
This has, I guess, worked, in that there are two stories circulating right now, which is a big win for me in itself.
This weekend was Ad Astra, and my brain is a little writer-baked. So, I'd done my page and read the whole internet, and it was 12:45, so I was just going to go to bed. But then, as I brushed my teeth, my brain told me to go delete the first paragraph because that would make a stronger opening, and that the first interstitial needed to say something else. So I went back downstairs and made the edits. It took about five minutes. And then I could sleep.
This habit thing, I might be too good at it.