After a day or two: It's not so bad, and at least my editor pointed out every section that needs work! That's cool. Really takes out the guess work.
Starting edits: WHY did I write such a freaking long book? Seriously, 70k is a lot of words. What was I thinking? This is going to take forever.
While editing: This is hard, with all the cutting and changing and tweaking and expanding and fleshing out and whatnot.
Well, it's not SO bad...I forgot how funny that one scene was.
Hey! A page with no comments! Sweet. Oh wait, I still need to fix something on it because that sentence sounds stupid.
Aw, my editor liked that scene. I LOVE THAT SCENE NOW. I did something right!
Errr, except this next 50 pages needs major alterations. *dies*
Almost done! I haven't showered for three days and every room in my house is a disaster! But SO CLOSE.
When finished: YAY! *happy dance* *nap* *awaken* What the heck happened to my house? Oh yeah...but I'm DONE!
Wait. If I'm done, that means I have to send it back to my editor. And if she deems it good enough, that's it. No more big edits. This is basically what people will read...
What if I didn't do enough? It will be MY FAULT if people hate it! They will point out that flaw and the one over there. And there will be nothing I can do to fix it because it will be done and PERMANENT and how can I be done when I've been working on this novel for over TWO YEARS!?!?!
*frantically reads it again*