There’s lots of things we don’t want to do in life that no matter how hard we try, we end up having to do anyway.
Like my announcing an unplanned hiatus.
I can rattle off a couple of reasons for having to come up here and say sorry, and a few of those might actually be good. But it’s probably better to be as straightforward as any blowhard writer can muster the ability to and give it to you straight.
The big issue right now is how to wrap things up.
This isn’t to say that I don’t know how to end the novel. I have a very definite ending, with a few crucial elements already written out and blocked in the order they should occur. And the first few efforts to tie them together into a conclusion were tried.
And the result was, well, disappointing. After all the build-up, all those nautical miles sailed, the end didn’t seem worth that effort. When I cut the fat that slowed the pace, I ended up with a very short ending that was more direct than Hemmingway writing to deadline with seconds to spare, only not as good as Papa could make it, sorry.
I needed to rethink how these come together, what stays in beyond the absolute necessary, what helps pace the plot. And to do that, I need to reef the sails, drop anchor and moor myself for a bit.
The plan right now is to go no more than a week. If things go as they should and I can convince family and friends to give me a few moments to collect myself without distraction, I should be able to get things moving towards an ending that will make the read worth it.
I will of course keep an eye on the place, post here as necessary and reply to comments as warranted, so this ship will still have a hand on the tiller. I will be back, with any luck no more than a week away.
After all, I can’t just leave this novel without giving you all an ending, right…?