Blog #9

Blog #9: Overcast tried different endings for his story “Brambles” before he decided on the right one; Ernest Hemingway wrote thirty-nine endings before finding the one he decided was best. For your story, write three different endings, each one showing, in some way, how your main character has been changed by the action in the story. Think about what is resolved and what is left unresolved with each ending. Then ask yourself what really needs to happen, emotionally, to your character by the end. In each ending, have the main character’s emotional needs truly ben addressed, or have you simply tied up some loose ends the reader doesn’t care about? Just consider these ideas, but all you need to write in your post is the three different endings.

Ending #1: “Hey, you,” he said in his sweet voice as he brought his hand up to cup my cheek, his thumb running along the curve of my cheekbone. I nestled closer into his strong hand, never wanting to leave this moment of relief and love. Josh leaned in, lips parting, and kissed my forehead. He pulled away and grabbed my hand and whispered, “lets get out of here,” and right then I knew this moment was better than any fortune teller could have predicted.

Ending #2: "Hey, you," he said in his sweet voice that I had come to love in just these few short weeks. I felt his thumb run along the curve of my cheekbone and into the my hair as he pulled my head closer. I nestled into his strong chest, never wanting to leave this moment of relief and love. Josh leaned in, lips parting, and kissed my forehead. He pulled away and grabbed my hand and whispered, "Im sorry Anna. I have figured it out. I have figured out how to be happy. With myself and life. And I can't do that knowing I destroyed your marriage." He stepped away, looked deep into my ocean blue eyes and turned without saying another word.

Ending #3: "Hey, you," he said in his sweet voice as he brought his hand up to cup my cheek, his thumb running along the curve of my cheekbone. Although every inch of my body wanted to nestle closer into his strong embrace, I knew deep down that if i truly loved Josh what I had to do, and putting him through a lifetime of running and hiding from Harrison was not that. I pulled away and whispered, "I'm sorry, John." Confusion spread across his ocean blue eyes so I continued, "It was wrong to leave Harrison and I realize that now. I've figured out now who I love and it's not you." I turned away before the sight of Josh's hurt face would make me tell him the truth. A life of running by myself was better than putting the man I love in danger.