| Re: Two endings
I have finished thingies that headed nowhere, and they finished up heading nowhere.
I did finish them because I had no choice in the matter. I just had to, to see how they were doomed not to work out, but they never surprised me by finishing in unexpected ways.
But of course I wouldn't have known that if I hadn't finished.
So I finished them.
I still would. It is a writing filled with inevitability. It's an exercice in sobriety. Mum always told me I should finish what I started.
It's like making steel. Down you go into the ice-cold water. And once more. Dive. It's for your own good.
I'll never finish one of those old thingies again.
I think. |