Have you ever thought you were done? And then you weren’t?
Yesterday, I thought, was my last day of this never-ending summer quarter at school. I woke up early, eager to get to the day.
I took a shower, fed the critters, and shocked the coffee shop I go to by getting there two hours before my usual. I couldn’t stand the thought of writing at home when I had my last day waiting for me, so I plunked myself down at a small round Starbuck’s table to scribble away before driving on in to work.
I arrived at the school at 6:30 am, thinking I would catch up on all the last minute details and then use a few personal hours to take today off.
But I am not done. I have a staff meeting today, it turns out.
It will be fine. We’ll debrief what we’ve done this year and make excellent plans for the fall.
But I really did think yesterday was it. I’ve had the 16th set in my mind for months.
This tiny tale of a mistaken ending leads me to my latest idea for the blog.
A friend and I have begun to meet and talk and free-write together over tea. We usually pick a writing prompt and then use it to write about the characters in our current works in progress.
So, my blog-reading friends, here is a prompt for you, should you choose to use it:
When did you think you were done but then discovered you had more to do?
Or for your work of fiction:
When has your character thought she had reached the end, only to discover that she had another day (or more) to go?
May you finish all your work in good time and then know rest-