This one is a toughie

This fanfic I'm writing at the moment, it's a bitch. I had to start it all over a few weeks ago. I basically scratched everything but the original characters I had created -- but I couldn't cancel it completely, because of these two. They were worthy of attention. They wanted to survive my blunders. So I waited until *they* told me what the real story, the one I was meant to write, was.

They did, or rather, I tore my guys open, read their motivations and extracted the theme out of their bodies. It worked fine. I did my research work, layed out the plot and all of that. It actually turned out much better than I expected, and my original characters got themselves a revamp in the process. So even they are much different than what I imagined them to be.

I thought I would finish it soon... until this morning. I had to Ctrl-Z one whole week's worth of hard work (harder than usual, even, as I was so tired) because my ending was turning slashy, smarmy and angsty all at once, when it wasn't supposed to be either of these. Moreover, it sucked big time.

So here I am, fighting with words and a story that doesn't want to leave me alone, when I have so many other fics that I want to write. It's not even *that* good, so why should I bother? I'm sweating and swearing and bitching about it, insulting my characters, myself, and whatever stupid part of my brain that came up with this silly idea. And I'm loving every minute of it!