Writing fic is slogging through the muck of misplaced, context-less words, arranging them into some semblance of order, then hosing them down to remove the remaining debris. It's not fun, although I do sometimes find it satisfying. Don't have enough finished product to say always.
I like how the ideas have taken form, but am rarely satisfied with the execution. Or maybe I'm still to low on the learning curve to be able to expect the need for fewer rewrites, fixes and additions.

And I want my fingers and my brain to work in tandem. Is that too much to ask? (hear shouts of *yes!*)