No, I'm not pulling a page out of Lost on the ending of my novel, and the direction I'm taking does make sense. The confusing part is coming up with the right ending.
I've already blogged about multiple endings, but it's the part of the book that's really weighing on my mind right now. I'm closing in on 70,000 words on the work in progress, and that doesn't include any of limited writing I've done on potential endings.
I've read in a few different places (and heard from a few friends) that the ending will be something you will have to write multiple times before finding the right one. And the right one might not necessarily be the one you like the best.
A few options have been jotted down already, and I have some other ideas that I want to get down, but I must admit that I'm avoiding it. I've spent the last few days fine tuning some of the stuff that I already have, which has, in essence, been ignoring the 500-pound elephant in the corner.
Maybe I don't want this whole process to come to an end. Maybe I don't want to fight the dragon known as the ending. Maybe I'm just rotten at writing endings. Maybe I just don't know what I'm doing.
One of these days, I'm going to sit down at my computer (with my sword) and I'm going to attack this thing. Hopefully, some good blog posts come out of it. I'm pretty sure I'll win the fight, but that doesn't mean there won't be some bruises.