Gah, I hate them. They suck. First I start writing and the sheer ridiculousness of the fact that I write books about werewolves (or vampires, or witches, or whatever) hits me. After I stop laughing I try to outline it and not say too much but then say enough. I want to hit the high notes but I don’t want to put in stuff that doesn’t matter. I want to be succinct and also descriptive enough to suck an editor into my world and want to see more.
In short, it makes me want to poke myself in the eye with a stick.