After a long chat with Simon (Spanton, editor for The Adamantine Palace), it has become clear that the ending had to change. Now I have to admit, the ending I wrote wasn’t the ending I was aiming for, nor the ending I was expecting. It has caused me some considerable difficulty in a couple of ways that I won’t go into right now for fear of dropping an immense spoiler. So maybe that’s why I didn’t put up much of a defence. The fact that the two other people to read the book both firmly thought I’d done the wrong thing, while I didn’t have much conviction either way had a lot to do with it too. The trouble is, how can I ever know who was right? Books don’t have multiple versions and ‘author’s cuts’ (in general).

That was yesterday. Today I wrote a new ending while I was suppose to be watching number one son play tennis. Now I just need to find the courage to let anyone have a look at it…