So I have made it to the last scene. But it's not as simple as that. Of course not.
I now have two more scenes to add earlier on. And there will be more revision later. BUT I think I finally have a story that hangs together well enough to justify the effort.
Sometimes getting the words out is like wringing a wet towel. My muse is resisting this job, as she does when I've been at it for a while. She gets bored and longs for something new and shiny to play with. But I have to be the Editor from Hell and force her to go on. I don't particularly enjoy it, but that's the way it goes.
So happy feelings that the end is nearing, and spurred on by the prospect of thinking about something else.
2 comments:
Moving onto something new is often tempting - but hang in there.
It's true about wanting to do something new after a long time working on a project. The biggest fear I have have when I reach the conclusion is that I'll let that seep in, and the ending takes a bizzare, out of context turn that doesn't add up with what preceded it.
But keep that precocious child of a muse of yours focussed, by any means neccesary. Solitary confinement perhaps?
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