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Karei
Karei is suspiciously similar to you as you'd like to be. She may be popular, or she may not, but no matter what she's impossible to ignore; she stands out... just the way you always wanted to. She'd have to be pretty dense to miss the signs that she is destined for great things; she can hardly take a walk without tripping over a sword in a stone or a mysterious old woman wanting to tell her fortune. She's had a rough life - to say the least! Angst? Histronics? Her speciality. And you, her creator, have spoilt her rotten and given her everything she wanted.

You identify far too heavily with Karei, and defend her from all sides, never realizing that in your quest to make her perfect you are alienating your readers. Back off and take a break. Try writing the story from the viewpoint of a different character, one you have less sympathy with... or writing a different story and coming back to this one.

Naomi
Naomi isn't a character: she's you, or you as you'd like to be. She may be popular, or she may not, but no matter what she's impossible to ignore; she stands out... just the way you always wanted to. She always knew she was special, destined for great things - and probablyf made sure everyone else knew it too. She's had more than her fair share of hard knocks, and probably spends more time than she ought moaning about it. And you, her creator, have spoilt her rotten and given her everything she wanted.

You identify far too heavily with Naomi, and defend her from all sides, never realizing that in your quest to make her perfect you are alienating your readers. Back off and take a break. Try writing the story from the viewpoint of a different character, one you have less sympathy with... or writing a different story and coming back to this one.

Erin
Erin is suspiciously similar to you as you'd like to be. She is so impossibly hip that she has difficulty seeing over her own pelvis; she'll probably die young, but damn, will it have been a good life. She'd have to be pretty dense to miss the signs that she is destined for great things; she can hardly take a walk without tripping over a sword in a stone or a mysterious old woman wanting to tell her fortune. She's had a rough life - to say the least! Angst? Histronics? Her speciality. And you've been pretty kind to her, always ready to intercede on her behalf and give her a nice easy victory.

You identify far too heavily with Erin, and defend her from all sides, never realizing that in your quest to make her perfect you are alienating your readers. Back off and take a break. Try writing the story from the viewpoint of a different character, one you have less sympathy with... or writing a different story and coming back to this one.