Endings

Okay, raise of hands: who here is sick of being sick?

Ugh.

It’s pretty tough to move forward with my current WIP when I feel under the weather and so do my kiddos. I’m getting towards the end, which is good, but honestly endings are just the WORST. They’re so, so much harder than beginnings.

For example, I thought of a perfect opening scene to start a brand new story yesterday when I was driving home from school. Just like that, BAM, a new story. It’s a blessing and a curse sometimes. All these backed up story ideas in my head are just haunting me and I can’t wait to write them, but I can’t until I finish this one.

Endings are just so…high pressure. You have to wrap it all up in a way that is believable and resolves all the issues. Resolving things, that’s the tough one. You have to heal what’s hurt and do so in a way that involves forgiveness and grace and a willingness to try again. So much humility to account for on both sides. I think that’s what makes a good ending: true remorse and a healthy dose of perspective. Because no one is perfect, even imaginary book boyfriends.

This was all really random and not thought out, but that’s the best I’ve got to offer while functioning off of a few hours of sleep :)

Thanks for reading.