Finishing the Book

Doesn’t seem like such a hard thing to do does it? Well, it is for
me. I always find it a hard thing… I start to drag my feet,
procrastinate, think of new books… anything to keep from having to
write ‘The End’.

I love beginnings. I dream of beginnings… I live them, breathe them…
never want the beginnings to end. It’s weird really I suppose. Most
people live for the ends. To me its almost like torture. A sweet
torture but torture is torture no matter how you encase it. I feel the
same way when reading a book… I start to slow down as the end nears… I
start to mind wander if you will. I don’t want the end to come. I want
it to go on forever. And the better the book… the stronger this wish is.

Yeah, I know, I’m weird. We’ve already established that.
But knowing that doesn’t make my having to write an ending to a story
any easier. *sigh* This resistence I have to writing or reading an
ending has absolutely nothing to do with the writing part, but rather
the emotional part. I always feel wrung out and hung to dry in a strong
wind from it all. Its the big blam effect if you will. Everything
building up to that moment in time. Everything is that much more
intense and of course there is the knowledge that the journey will be
done soon. Oh, I know they live happily ever after… I wouldn’t read it
if it didn’t end that way. But its the fact that I have so loved living
with those characters, experiencing their lives and their thoughts and
their emotions… the end means its come to an end. A happy ending… but
an end is an end nonetheless. And I’m going to miss them. Its like
saying goodbye to a dear close friend whom you know is say ’sailing off
to the planet Saturn’ and will have their dreams finally realized. They
are excited and happy beyond words. And you are happy for them. But you
are sad too. You know you are never going to see them again. Not in the
same light anyhow. You might get a phone call… through outer space… but
it won’t be the same. It is goodbye. And that is what makes me stall
out on writing endings.

So how about you? Do you have a part of the book that you find
emotionally hard to work through? Or is this just another one of those
weird things I have to accept I’m all alone on?

Cole

Nicole Reising
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