How does it end?
You sit through a lot of words and moments of grief, and laughter. You want to see how the story ends. I have gotten through a lot of movies and stories recently. I stick it through. I give it my time for the sole purpose of wanting to know how it ends. And then, it stops and I still want to know how it ends.
How can that be? Has the author has run out of words or ideas or maybe run out of paper. The last page is turned, the film stops and you assume it is the end.
But Whoops, nothing is resolved. It ends with an unsatisfying bad taste in your mouth. You wait; maybe you read an epilogue, or sit through movie credits hoping; giving it one last chance for redemption and a satisfying tag… but NOOOOOO.
What is wrong with the world of literature? I for one want an ending. With good over evil, truth instead of lies and hope and love and happiness at the conclusion of a story. As an optimist, and glass half full person. I don’t even want to around grumpy or nasty folk. There is already too much of that in the world anyway.
So, give me the end of the story, please…and may it happy, promise me that… and I’ll read it.