From Booking Through Thursday, here’s this week’s question:
In general, do you prefer the beginnings of stories? Or the ends?
This is one terrific question.
And I’ve had to think for a little while before determining that I prefer the beginnings.
I like the first couple of chapters of books, because they are full of such promise. They are like springtime. I adore opening a new book and finding that it is exactly what I’m looking for at that exact moment — and knowing that I have hours of reading ahead.
However, the first few pages of a book is also where an author can lose, lose, lose me, since I only go about 5 pages or so before bolting if I’m not captivated. I’m a skittish and fickle reader that way.
So they’ve got to entrap me in the first 5 pages or I’m someone else’s reader.
I’m similarly mixed about the endings of books. This is where an author can launch me off into the clouds in unadulterated bliss — or make me dash through the last pages so fast that I can barely remember the ending. (Sadly, with many mysteries I do the dashing thing, and thus often cannot remember Who Done It.)
Now I’m going to be watching myself to see if I’ve just written a whole passel of lies. What if I’m really secretly an endings person?