Goodbye, old friend....

Finishing a book is alot like losing a good friend or two. When it's all said and done, these characters (or character) that you have spent so much time and effort getting to know, they just vanish. Sure, you may know a little of what happens to them afterward, but it's alot like a friend calling you up 10 years after you graduate and telling you they're married, they have kids and that they're happy. Sure, thats great to know, but you want to have been there. They were a part of your life, and now they're a part of your memory. It's sad, really.

I think a good way to end a story is to completely leave the 'real ending' up to the reader. That way they can continue their adventures in their minds, and either give the ending they want, or continue the story for years to come. That sounds awesome....

Today was.... an adventure. To say the least.

I've noticed a trend in that, I try to stay as much out of the real world as possible, and as much in fantasy and made up stories. I know who I am, and I can define what's real and what's not, but what is real is just so boring to me. I love being lost in a book, emersed in a song, captivated by a game. It's so much better, yet I know its not healthy. I'm no better with books and music now then I was with World of Warcraft freshman year. In the real world, I've tried (and done a good job, in my opinion) of being less offensive to people, trying less and less of being a hassle and more and more of being compliant. The only person that I seem to still lash out at is Kris, but I'll try and improve there.