I want to write a short story this week. Just because I want to. Yes, I know – the novel should be my priority, and maybe working on another project is really just a form of work-avoidance. Maybe, maybe. But I’m doing it anyway.
I have half-a-story in mind for this project, but I don’t have an ending. Nope: I do not know how it will end. I’m starting it anyway, because I trust that the right ending will become clear to me before I get there.
And now that I’m thinking about story endings, I do have to admit it: Most times when I start a new story, I do so without a definite ending in mind. I trust that the creative process will deliver, and you know, it always does.
