I don't understand it, honestly I don't. Writing is, despite (and maybe because of) the fits and starts way that ideas present themselves, really fun. It's fulfilling, it's interesting, it can, when an exciting new theory or way of structuring a complex train of thought presents itself, even be exhilarating. I bitch about every paper and article, endlessly, but when all is said and done, I enjoy it. I'd gladly do it for a living, if I could figure out how.
Revising should be a natural extension of that process, hard work, but worth it. And it is worth it, eventually, but before it becomes worth it, it's horrible. I hate, loathe and detest it. It's not just hard work, it's outright impossible. How do people do it? How do you all do it?
Well, back to the aforementioned revisions...I seem to be aiming for a personal best for the longest time taken to revise an article, and it's gotta stop. You and the rest of the blogosphere are my witnesses. The article will be done today. If only so that I can start on the next one.
*This is the mascot for the Camino de Santiago. In our household we call him Palette, after his head shape. He's neither writing nor revising, but seems rather to be taking a nap, which would be very nice right now.
***Update, 6 August, 11am: O.K., I chose a good night's sleep over finishing, but only after I had reached to where the end was in sight. Now, I'm basically done. After a couple of days to let it rest, and then another run-through, and I do believe I may actually be able to send it in. :-) ***