Finding the Finish

I’ve always struggled with endings. I can generally start a story off, and spin a reasonably entertaining tale, but I’ve always struggled with endings. Perhaps it’s because I like the ending of a story to leave me feeling properly satisfied. It needs to wrap up loose ends and leaving you feeling as if you’ve left the characters in a place you’re happy to leave them to live the rest of their lives without you watching.

I like the ending of a story to leave me feeling properly satisfied.

That doesn’t apply to the early books in a series, of course, because you’re not at the end of the story, but it should apply to the last book in the series. Which is probably why I’m struggling to make any headway with A Wounded Heart – the last book in the Paul Robertson series. That is, in effect, the end of the story that I’ve been telling. And I struggle with endings.

It shouldn’t apply to The Truths we Live, though, because I’ve already decided that this is the second book of a trilogy, not the last book of a two-book series. I simply have too much story left to tell to fit it all in to just two books.

The Truths We Live is currently about 77,000 words long and I think it’s coming to the end of this part of the story. I’d rather not leave loose ends, but I think that’s inevitable unless I allow the book to go well over 100,000 words—which I don’t want to do.

I think I know how it ends. And I think it’s a cliffhanger ending. Although I’m not really sure how I feel about that so it may not happen. I guess I’ll just have to keep writing and wait and see.

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