Deep in Editing Country

I'm currently deep in editing country. It's a strange place - sometimes so tortuous and riven with hazards and darkly plunging gullies, you just about give up ( then you have to remember all the sayings about talent being 90% perseverance); other times, it's a skip in the park; and then there are the very rare and truly glorious moments when you re-read a section of your own writing and just fall in love with it. That's supposed to be a bad sign, I have been told. That those are the parts that ought to be cut, as you as author are too in love with the words to be able to judge whether or not they add to the story. But hey - authors are readers too. If I enjoy it, then won't a reader? And part of the judging part of editing is knowing what to leave in, as much as it is knowing what needs cut or re-written. That's my argument, anyway.