Writing a story is like having a baby.

At the beginning it's like sex, where it is super fun and you get a huge rush from getting your creative juices flowing. After that is early pregnancy: the first trimester. This is where you actually start getting into the planning stages and you realize you have a lot of work to do. It is the "wake-up call" of the story writing process. The second trimester is where things get intimidating. You're putting long hours in and eating weird foods and staying up late to write more. Just like how you can tell a pregnant woman by her "baby bump", passerbys on the street will immediately notice you are a prospective author by the unkempt hair, unshaven face, and the distinctive smell of coffee beans.

By the third trimester you are really stressed out and want to get this thing done and over with. You start writing more sloppily because you're eager to get this out of the way. You're moody and cranky and always complaining. And after all that, there is the final stage of writing: the birth. At this point, writing is no longer fun. It is a lot of hard work that you really don't want to do, and the only option is to just push, push, and push through it until you reach the breaching point. Once you get past that, everything finally starts to flow until your last parts of the story fall into place. You look at your finished product and admire its beauty ... nevermind the fact that it's got tons of flaws that you wont discover until later (much like how babies start out cute and end up as crying poop machines of terror). By the end of it all you feel incredible and at the same time you swear to never do it again.

... But a long, long time after your first story, after everything is said and done, you start to get stupid ideas to begin a second one and you begin telling yourself that it'll be tons of fun.