And take all my flowers out of our flowerbeds. My least favorite chore because it takes the garden from pretty to ugly in a heartbeat. All that churned up dirt? Blech. Even though it takes about 1/10 the time to take them out as to put them in, it's a chore I dread each year. This year, though, bebe wanted to
Yeah, my brilliant idea lasted about 2 minutes, at which point she declared un-planting to be boring (in bebe-speak, 'this isn't fun like when we plant') and started wandering the yard. Piling up some leaves and jumping in and asking me if we were almost done. I finally distracted her with bubbles and a rake - don't ask, but our leaves are shiny and clean this morning.
What does this have to do with writing? Writing - actually revising - can be the same way. When I'm putting a story on paper for the first time, I love it. It may be clunky in places and it may take longer than I think (like planting) but I'm envisioning the book finished and polished and tumbling over my flowerbeds like my impatiens and roses. Doing the work to make it pretty and beautiful (I.E. revising - weeding the beds, cleaning them out, adding topsoil) isn't so fun. It can be downright painful, just like pulling our flowers out was painful for bebe.
But the reward? Priceless. My flowerbeds are dull and boring this morning. Over the weekend we'll put down mulch and plant some tulip bulbs for spring...and in about 6 months, I'll have a pretty garden again. Just like, when I finish the WIP, I'll have a shiney new book that makes me smile.
Is there a painful part of writing to you?