It's really disheartening when I read a chapter for one of my manuscripts and am left with the gnawing feeling that it's missing something. That it needs more punch...more passion...just more. If I don't like it, how do I expect my readers to love it?
So I muster up my muse and step into my characters heads, except that it's more like them taking over mine, and observe what I may have misinterpreted the first time I travelled in their shoes.
The amazing part is when their world rushes at me with vivid scenes and previously missed dialogue/non-verbal communication, leaving me with a story I could fall for.
Editing can be enjoyable.