Finally, I wrote an ending to my novel that makes me cry. Most of the rest of the novel makes me laugh – a phenomenon I think is so strange, that something I wrote – I know the joke, right? – can make me laugh.
But when it comes to resolution, I want to feel it reverberating in my heart, welling up in my tears, spilling over in my trembling smile of satisfaction.
To accomplish that, I had to finally get to the relationship between the individual, real-life people in the book. Not the Celestials. Not theology. Certainly not politics.
This is the theme of the book: we can only solve our problems when we are in relationship with one another. Funny it took me so long to realize the truth of it.
here’s to creative synthesis . . .