I find it incredibly frustrating when I finish something, and then figure out it wasn’t finished after all.
There it is, laid out in all it’s wordy glory. There is a complete plot, a few fully fleshed characters, and a wonderful vista for their story to take place.
Putting “the end” on a manuscript is so wonderful. Knowing it’s finally finished, edited, and complete.
Then you send it to be read and when you get the comments you realize… it isn’t finished at all.
Such a terrible feeling. But all you can really do is pick up where you left off and polish some more.