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I'm not much of a writer anymore, but here we go with a journal.
#1000132 added December 12, 2020 at 6:34pm
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And then everybody died. The end.
I wrote about half of a story last week, but I don't see how I'm ever going to finish it.

The same thing happens to me most of the time when I try to write stories: the idea and characters and world are there, plus about half a plot, but the end just never seems to work out right. In my defense, about 90% of the published fiction I've read goes the same way, and you can double that for speculative fiction.

I "remember" the first story I ever "wrote." Quotey things because I don't actually remember hardly any of it, and it never got written down.

It was eighth grade science class, and the assignment was to read a science fiction book -- any science fiction book -- and give a five-minute oral book report. This should have been a slam-dunk for me because I used to read plenty of books, and a healthy percentage of them were science fiction or fantasy. In fact, it sounded so easy that I wasn't in any hurry about it. My dad took me down to the Pleasant Hill library over the weekend, and I got a book out of the young adult section that had an interesting blurb and a really cool cover.

But it turned out to have way more sex in it than I was expecting. Way, way more sex. Which would have been a very happy thing, except for having to stand up in front of my eighth grade science class with an oral book report. I wouldn't be able to give even a basic plot summary without sex coming into it.

Since there was no way in hell that was going to happen, I brought in the book, showed everybody the pretty cover, and spontaneously made up a story. Fictionalized fiction. I was up there rambling for four minutes or so, spewing fascinating world-building details, plot twists and bull. But then I noticed the teacher glancing up at the clock. My five minutes were almost up, and I'd barely even gotten started. I panicked and tossed an apocalyptic war into the mix.

"And then they all died."

At least it made everybody laugh.

But often enough my written stories have flailed around just as much trying to come to an end. It's so much more fun to start a story, to build a world, to throw another bone into the soup of a plot, than to bring the whole thing to a satisfying conclusion.


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