On Thursday, Joyce blogged about being stuck on a scene. Well for the past two weeks I've been stuck on THE scene. In my opinion, one of the most important scene... The ending.
You see, I know how the book ends. I've known how it will end since I began writing it a year ago. But like all good trips and books, it's the journey. I want the last 50 pages or so to be the kind that you have to read in one sitting. While I'm biased, I think I achieved that with my first story. But this one isn't there yet. And I've been stuck there for a couple of weeks. Roughly 5,000 words to go, I know where it's going and I have a route planned. Just not the most scenic.
Part of me says, "Just write the damn thing and rewrite it." Part of me doesn't want to waste the time of writing something that I know won't stick. You see, unlike some writers, I don't have a lot of time to write. I need to make the best of it.
So what do you think? Write and rewrite, or wait until I stumble upon the right path?
On a personal note, I'll be having somebody coming at my lower jaw with a screw gun. Of course the oral surgeon used much more technical terms during the consult, but in essence, on Wednesday while only under a general anesthetic (Novocain) the doctor will yank a lower front tooth and bury a titanium screw into my jawbone. Hopefully no bone grafting will be required and I'll walk out a couple of hours later with a temporary cap attached to the titanium in my jaw. Okay, the technical term is called an implant, but that just doesn't do the whole thing justice.
And of course, dental insurance doesn't really cover the procedure, so I'll be upwards of $4,000 poorer. Seems like a high price to pay for a lot of pain and a few grams of titanium. Anyway, wish me luck and know that on Wednesday morning I'd rather pay any one of you $4,000 to trade places with me.