To write anything when
there is no beginning
obvious to my fingers
with the middle hovering
patiently in the background
crowded with details and characters
before the ending gathers
all the wandering fragments
to tie them up with a ruffled bow of
Perfection!
Or
That ending leaves me cold.
Or
I wonder what happened to the characters….
“The beginning is the word and the end is silence.
And in between are all the stories.”
~ Kate Atkinson
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