Daily Dis|Chord
Wrapping Up a Manuscript
I’m at the end of working on another manuscript — this time, it’s fiction. I have put so many words down on paper, I feel spent, and yet, last night at dinner, I thought again how writing is a compulsion. Writing is not a joy, a task, a terrible thing. It’s none of those things. It just is what I do. It just is. Writing for the sake of writing.
So, here I am. At the grand finale of this epic story. I have written the last sentence and the first few intro paragraphs to end this long tale, but now I must grab it, as they say, by the horns and fill in the rest. It’s there, inside of me. I just have to wrestle with it some more. Once it’s captured, it’ll allow me to analyze it up close and fill the rest in. Almost there.