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(The following comic explains why this is posted a day late)
I’ve reached the amazing part of drafting a story called… the ending. Only here’s the thing. This is my third novel and it’s only the first time I’ve really attempted to write the ending in the first draft. Why’s that? you say. Well, because I suck at them. And I know I suck at them. During my last story, the “ending” that I came up with as I dashed toward the end of NaNo happened about 30k too soon, involved a helicopter chase and the antagonist physically chasing the protagonist down, and a battle in a courtroom between the two. In the final draft, the protagonist isn’t present for the courtroom battle, which is no longer about him, and his final showdown is with his true antagonist instead of the strawman at the courtroom.
Not that it’s obvious from those descriptions, so let me just spell it outright: the first ending didn’t fit the story at all and the second ending did.
The same thing happened with my first book, where the ending I originally wrote was so awful that I don’t even remember what it was. (Paused writing to look it up. And then facepalmed pretty hard. That ending sucked too.)
So, as I’m going in to the third act on my third book, I’m scared. I guess you could say I’m insecure about it. 😉 Last week I got stuck trying to write the ending I had prepared and I thankfully realized that it wasn’t going to work on a character arc level. So I updated the outline and I’m ready to write it. Technically. On paper. Which explains why Scrivener has been open for three days but I haven’t written any actual words since before I figured out where I was going wrong.
One of these days I’ll get the courage to write this ending. And hopefully it won’t suck nearly as much as the first drafts of my first two novels. But if it does… I guess that’s what revision’s for.