Editing, Editing

It's part of a writers life. And sometimes it's fun. Sometimes it's so not. Sometimes when I get an MS back from a reader I get really excited about their comments and how great it's going to make the story. Sometimes when I delve into them I start feeling overwhelmed about how much work it's going to be.
Ask anyone who reads for me and they'll tell you I'm a needy sort of person. I like to be told exactly what the story needs. I'll email back and forth twelve different times hammering out ways to take care of the situation. I'm a hypocrite in so many ways because I always advise writers about how important it is to TRUST YOURSELF. And actually, mostly, I do. Sometimes. There's no denying that I'll breeze past a comment I don't agree with and then go back to it. Leave it there. Go back again. Ten more times before I decide I am right and delete. Still think about it.
This time, I'm having fun. The two people who read for me have great insight. I don't think I've ignored a suggestion yet because they're all spot on. I'm still worried about a lot of things. Editing is a bit nerve wracking for me. I know my three main characters need to connect more. Am I doing it? Would it work to pull a character from the second half of the book into the first half to foreshadow? Will it be believable? And the never ending list of how, how, how.
But I {love} the story.

For now. ;)