Here's my story: I finished my many times revised novel in January. Or was it December? I put it away; then got more feedback on it from a friend, and started re-reading just now. Wow! Having it put away was fantastic. I thought I'd done this before, but apparently, no. I used to think I was re-reading it, but in reality I was remembering it. It is only now that I'm reading it for real. What a difference. First of all, I'm pretty impressed. Which I hope is a good sign
. But I also found some pages which are really bad, and am rewriting them, as well as a bunch of logical inconsistencies--with so many readers, I thought I won't see any of them anymore.
The biggest one so far--husband and wife feed their toddler, go upstairs and make love. Note to self--oops, where's that toddler? Have they even closed the door?
True, I'm tired of it. But I am also excited and want to finish for real. This time I'm really, really close. And those last 5 lb take the longest
You can do it. I really think the trick is to put it aside and start a new novel. Only then you will gain the distance needed. I thought I had the distance, but obviously I didn't.