Lacks motivation. Could try harder. It begins to sound like a school report.
A novel that has taken blood sweat and tears to write, (do they all?) needs editing and a decision made. These characters who have shared their story with me, writing themselves, forcing their way in to the world are now languishing on the lap top saved variously, by date mostly, as each re write and modification is made. Is that where they should stay?
Before I consign them, I will seek advice. Send them to a clinic and see if they are worth rehabilitating.
Of course they could be fine. It could just be the story that is at fault: that equation of tension over time has too many or too few inciting moments and all wrongly placed.
So writing is maths, after all and the secret of life and the novel comes around page 42