The first time I wrote the end for my current novel, I walked away with a smile. It wasn’t perfect, but I had no idea what it needed and it would do – for now.
Then I had a wonderful editor suggest an ending I totally should have thought about. I’m ashamed that I didn’t. It was a perfect ending.
Which I wrote today. Just finished. And cried. Literally. My eyes are still filling up as I think about it. It was the PERFECT ending, if I do say so myself. There are at least 3 places in my novel with an opportunity for tears. This is one of them.
Now I just need an agent to agree 😉