One must never underestimate the value of retail therapy. To help me NTAI (see previous post), I went out today and got myself some new boots. With a heel. Now, I don’t normally wear heels. They hurt my feet and they make me feel overdressed. But now, as I edge closer towards the big four oh, I’ve decided to hell with that. I don’t want to be on my death bed thinking ‘man, I really wish I’d got myself some killer heels’. Hence the boots. They were also going to either be my ‘Woohoo I sold my book’ boots or my ‘Wah, they rejected my book’ boots. Sadly they are neither. Today they’re my NTAI boots.
Okay, I’ll stop wibbling about the boots. On more important matters such as writing, I have nearly finished Kate and Alex. Again I find myself charging towards the finish line, wrapping the whole thing up in seconds flat. I think it’ll take at least 5k to finish and then end up finishing in 1! What’s with that? I suspect it’s because I don’t like endings. The whole let-me-explain-why-I-acted -so-badly explanation thing is very tiresome to me. Plus I don’t like mush. I know, odd for a romance writer, but I can’t stand it when things get too syrupy. And inevitably, there’s always a certain amount of syrup required for an ending.
What about everyone else? Do you like endings? Or do you prefer buying boots? 🙂