I don't know how to end this book.
I'd guess I've been writing it for three years. I am almost through the last of 400 pages that in some disorder is my first draft. When that is finished, I will begin to craft the book: the characters, the verbs, the scenes and descriptions, the transformation. That last one--transformation--showing how that has happened, will make or break everything.
I am on a third rail for a lot of this story. An authentic ending? I just don't know. I don't know if I (even) (yet) know what would look like.
This morning I got the idea to write three or four different endings. I just might. I just might let all those endings end my book.
I hope I am not writing the most boring flat book of all time. I should delete this sentence right now. I am going to leave it only because another part of me hopes I am writing a classic insightful very good novel. With all my insecurity, I still practice my award speech.