Somebody made the point while reading my blook (as I must now call it) A Half Life of One that it was fine but a bit flabby in places. Which it is. My excuse is that the main character continually procrastinates and wriggles when confronted with his moral dilemma. He is, I guess, a weak character (or maybe he's a strong character brought to his knees by events) and I needed to reflect that indecision, that inner turmoil.
A bit like Hamlet. Except of course the writing's nothing like as good.
And then again, that's only my defence. Probably the writing is flabby. Very few books won't benefit from some judicious editing and my is unlikely to be any exception.