I'm in the middle of editing a new story I'm writing called Amethyst Moon. I'm quite happy with the idea -- two thiefs fighting for control in the most sensual of ways. And yet I find myself avoiding my keyboard.
I redesigned my website. I did this blog. I cleaned my bathroom.
I'm done with the story, and have to do my usual three passes of editing, and that's what scares me. I write fast. I vomit words onto the page and then have to face them once I'm done. Sometimes its good. Most of the time, its complete crap and only there to move the story along and like the jewel in my story, needs to be polished so the facets can shine.