First I love it. Then I love it some more. Then I hate it. I put it away for a week. I pull it out, re-read it. Not so bad. Tweak some. Write more. Now its awesome. Best idea ever.
Talk to someone about it. Get weird look. Worst idea ever. Why do I bother?
Two days later. Who cares what they think. It's practice. I'm writing it for me. Do double word counts for a week.
Get burned out. Take 3 days off. Gain perspective...come to conclusion that I suck.
See blog post. Says writers never quit even in the bad patches of insecurity. Take out WIP, keep going. Write 2 chapters. Feel really good about it now. Start to outline more details. Pay attention to word usage. Run into hurdles trying not to repeat myself but also referencing back as needed.
Get frustrated. Realize I'm a hack. Stop. Obsess over previous chapters and what needs to be edited out. Almost at the halfway point of WIP. Scared I'll never get finished. Determined to forge ahead. Start writing. Share little pieces, get compliments and requests for more. Confidence surges. Write 2 more chapters - conclude they are best chapters EVER!
Stuck. Need help. Can't let people read the hacked beginning. Must fix beginning. Want to throw up on hacked beginning because I really don't want to revise until "The End" can technically be put on the last page. But I still need help.
Close draft. Open draft. Close draft. Open draft. Revise. Write.
Stop. Wait 5 days. Write blog post instead of working on the draft.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
BTW - Take a wild guess at where I sit right now...