The first time I saw Tangled, I cried at the end. Kind of a lot. Eugene gives the best ever one-slash haircut. Eugene is dead. Eugene is alive! Rapunzel gets her real parents back. I have seen the movie at least fifty times, and I still cry at the end. Because it is beautiful and emotional. And because it is over.
I always feel a touch of disappointment when a book I love ends. I may love a story’s ending, but I don’t love that the story is ending. I immerse myself so deeply I hate to leave. I am never ready. I face precisely the same struggle when I write. I cannot let the characters go. I know them intimately. I love them. I need to write what happens next. I want to stay with them inside their stories forever. My heart breaks when I write the ending… when it’s over.
I need to overcome this. Right? But… after writing madly and bringing my characters where they needed to go, how can I keep from writing what happens in that place? Finally, they’re exactly where they’re supposed to be, doing what they’re supposed to do, feeling how they’re supposed to feel. I want to write all about it… I want to write their futures.
Could this be a good thing? Maybe someday, someone else will get lost in my story, too. Maybe someone will become so invested he/she won’t want it to end. Or maybe it only captivates me that way because I imagined it in the first place. Still, I hope this means I could succeed in reaching a reader through my characters and their world. Maybe it even means the ending is the best part – the part that leaves a reader wanting more.
Of course, lacking enough confidence to expose my words to the world, I may never know how they affect others. Am I too close? Am I too lost in my own head? Is this normal? Does this happen to every writer? I’ve felt myself slip into a depressive state when I’ve come to the end of a story. Granted, I have a predisposition to depression and anxiety, so this isn’t exactly shocking. But usually my downturns manifest from my reality, not my fiction.
Maybe the answer is to write after-the-ending just for myself. Then everybody’s happy. Of course, right now, everybody is just me.
Happy endings. In books and literature it appears as if the tragic ending is more memorable. Don’t you think? Enjoyed reading this post.
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When I reach the end of a book, I like to feel happy. It bums me out if I’m devastated at the end! Though I have read many books where that was the case. I still enjoyed them, but they didn’t leave me with that feeling. I suppose a tragic ending does make for good drama, but I think a happy ending can be just as memorable.
But what do I know? I can’t even manage to write an ending for most of my stories!
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When an idea starts to peculate in my head, I immediately think of those most ironic end. Once I have that I begin to write and use the end as the map of where I need to go.
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I wish that would happen to me more often! I usually end up with some sort of flash picture in my head for a particular scene and then I build out from the middle… which is illogical and challenging. But I suppose that is the nature of my brain!
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Everyone has a different method. If it works for you then its fine. I find it easier to see the end, find the character’s goal/obstacles, define an ironic ending, then begin to write. I love talking writing with other writers. Thanks so much.
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I think I’m going to make it my mission to find an ending somewhere in my head and work sort of backwards. I like not always writing the same way. Mix it up!
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It is always good to challenge yourself.
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You adorable doll. I want to hug you so fucking badly. I remember this post. It always comes to mind. This is where we started to truly make a creative connection. The blossoming of a special friendship.
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Oh my God… you just made me get all flustered and a little teary-eyed. and I want that hug more than you can possibly imagine. That post is when I started to find my endings first. Which I think has changed my writing. For the better, of course. You were totally right.
And I remember vividly being very nervous having that conversation… with a man… who was a real author and I was just some girl with no real completed stories… and you were so nice and cared what I had to say… I was incredibly flattered. And I want my fucking hug, dammit! xo
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Thanks for the kind words, but I am not a real author yet. Please wait for warmer weather. If you came now, you would have to care for me. I want to be in better conditions. You will get that fucking hug and more.
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I know what you’re saying… but I was a naive new blogger… and you have author in your name and I was intimidated by your greatness. 🙂 And I will wait as long as I have to for your hug… and your everything else. I really do miss our little talks.
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Oh God. The talks haven;t happened because of time constraints. Your little photo was inspiring. Perhaps tonight, but I am not promising. Miss you.
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You mean my feet? I have a picture of a piece of my face… hair and eye… that I may be persuaded to send you… you know, if you want.
I know time is an issue. I confess, the other day when you asked if I’d be around later, I was so happy. But I knew you might not be there. Still happy that you wanted to talk though. I miss your dirty mouth. Or maybe that would be fingers. You know, because you’re typing.
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LOL Yeah, I had every intention to be there and I feel asleep. My days have been exhausting. You understand if you visited me right now, you would be playing the role of nurse.
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I understand about the sleeping and the exhaustion and the nurse. But I could get a cute outfit for that. 🙂 Hey, I will need time to plan a trip anyway… arrange kids and all of that, drop at least 20 pounds, buy some new sandals…
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When will be your next opportunity??
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I’m sure I could work it out pretty much whenever I want to… just have to talk to my sister… figure out who handles the kids while I’m gone… Stuff like that…
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We will talk about it privately. But I warn you, I am not in the best of conditions. Still in recovery.
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I think when it gets closer to summer is better anyway….gives me more time to plan… Not sure how the kids thing week go…And gives me more time to umm improve as well…
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Understood. Let’s talk privately.
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