As you’ve undoubtedly read on every blog between here and the moon, it’s the beginning of January (in case you were calendar-less) and it’s time to start anew. Polish off old resolutions or implement new anti-resolutions–whatever. Resolve to do something. Start it. Take action.

Incidentally, I decided to get cracking more seriously about my new WIP, the “paranormal lite” contemporary where Adam & Eve, upon failing marriage counseling, find new spouses. With the Boatswain, I hammered out a relatively credible “plot” (I have to put it in quotations because it scares me so much. Much like “bogeyman”) and she asked questions and by God, I was actually able to answer the questions. I had conflict. I had motivation. I had characters and goals. I had secondary characters who were funny. This has the makings of a funny book. I was excited on Friday with my strides I had made. After all, I had “finished” GOGU back in June–and it’s been so long since I’ve written anything really good. Now I had a list. I had an outline, some structure, some direction. I had a plan, Stan.

Then Saturday, the Quartermaster and I met, had a very productive writing meeting with only about half the tangents of usual and only one bowl of cheese, and I skipped home with a new book about Las Vegas and a new lease on life…er, my WIP.

Then I had to open Word and actually start writing. Now the problem is I’d already written about 4 or 5 chapters. I had liked them at the time, but now I can see this is not the beginning I need. I need something else. So technically what I should probably do is scrap it and just start again. 20,000 words–plip, gone.

Strangely, I’ve forgotten how much I hate writing beginnings. It’s been so long since I’ve written one. I love new ideas and playing with new ideas, but actually sitting down and committing them to paper and trying to make them sound as brilliant as they do in my head: I hate it.

So I got to thinking about it. I also hate writing the middle of the book. Getting from point A to point Z is a problem and I have to think of some very clever points of B-Y in order to keep my readers reading. It’s exhausting. I’m just not that engaging. Besides, this is why I wrote my plot–so I wouldn’t have to spend so much time figuring out these points. They’d write themselves. I just don’t know when they’re going to write themselves.

And then, I realized I also hate writing the ending. Winding up all my strings, tying them into a neat bow, leaving my readers satisfied–I mean I’ve only managed to write THE END for two WIPs and one had to be scrapped entirely; and the other, well, I’m still editing that mess. Apparently I’m shit with endings too. But I remembered how I hate writing the ending to stuff, because it’s not been all that long since I wrote the ending to the WIP, but being I had written the beginning two years ago, I’d forgotten how painful it was.

Now I’m back at the beginning and I’m realizing just because I’ve finished two WIPs, it doesn’t mean it’s any easier to write the beginning or the middle or the end. I mean, does it truly get any easier to give birth to a squalling infant just because you’ve done it a couple times now? I would imagine not. It might not *take* as long to accomplish the same ends, but you can’t tell me it didn’t hurt any less.

So if you find you’re in the beginning stages of labor and that it’s painful, I have to tell you it doesn’t get any easier. You might get a knack for it, sort of like the woman who has 12 kids, but it’s still going to be painful and you’re still going to have to clean it up and polish it when it arrives. You might even get accomplished *grins* at creating the little buggers, but it’s still going to take nine months and it’s still going to be some painful labor involved in the end. But on the upside, like childbirth, there’s nothing to do (once you’re committed) but to press on and deliver. It’ll be worthwhile in the end…in 18 years or so.

Okay, so all you people who’ve given birth, am I right or wrong? Does it get easier–or do you not dread it so much simply because you know what’s coming and you’ve dealt with it before? Do you like writing–or do you like having written? Do you like writing beginnings or middles or ends?