Actually, if you ask a dozen writers, you’ll get a dozen different answers, but this is my blog, so my dirtiest word is the one in play.
Revisions. I’d rather write a hundred new pages than revise twenty already-written ones. It’s been that way since the very beginning. You’d think after twenty-plus years and seventy-some books, I would have accepted it as a natural part of the writing process and quit dreading/hating/angsting over it, but no such luck.
It doesn’t matter whether the requested revisions are good for the book or not (I’ve had both). It doesn’t matter whether they’re major or minor (had both of those, too). I just don’t like the revisions process. At all. Any part of it. Besides finishing it.
I used to hate writing synopses, but I got past that. I also hated having to rework plots to make editors happy, but I got over that, too. But I don’t think I’m gonna get over hating revisions. My idea of a perfect setup would be where I write the book and someone else does the revisions. Heaven.
Go ahead — taunt me. Tell me how much you love revisions, how you look on it as a chance to make your story that much closer to perfect, how you need the polishing process to feel whole. I’ll snort when I take a break from banging my head against the Revision wall.