LITERATURE: Endings

Posted on November 19, 2003 by susan

Oh…I’ve come to the sad part of a great book, within an eighth of an inch of the ending. I tend to measure everything visually; my husband laughs at my explanation of a low-flying jet plane into Bradley Airport as a “four-incher”. But when you are truly enjoying something, in this case, Blood Meridian, you don’t want it to end. This perhaps is the idea that birthed the serialization of both books and TV dramas. In many cases such as this, there is reader conflict that parallels the natural building of conflict within a story line. I want to know the ending, yet am torn by the knowledge that the answer to that necessarily indicates the conclusion of the book. There may be more to The Great Lettuce Head’s obsession with time and space than we thought.

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One Response to LITERATURE: Endings

  1. Spinning says:
    November 19, 2003 at 8:30 am

    I have been notified via anonymous e-mail by a well intentioned and more accomplished reader than myself that my post is filled with underlying meaning that may intimidate and thus prevent many a fine man from otherwise choosing to meet me personally.

    Well for goodness sakes, I didn’t mean THAT. As a lady of culture and sophistication (!) I choose to learn from this experience and am comforted in knowing that the study of literature has impacted me enough to find its way into some of my writing. I sure wish I could take credit for intentional ambiguity or deeper meaning however, or at the very least, recognized it as I wrote!

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