On Many Subjects

Today was unproductive, in my opinion. I only wrote about four paragraphs and then decided to trash at least three of those by the time I got home from work. It was a long day at work because I am trying to make up the time I missed last week when I stayed home and nursed my sore, sore, sore knee.

I am trying to write the climax of the novel, so it has to be right. While driving home, I realized I ended it all too soon. Kinda like nuking Las Vegas at the end of Stephen King's The Stand. I remember thinking, that's it? I was expecting something far more apocalyptic.

So it goes with the ending of my novel... something far more apocalyptic is needed.

Either that, or I have to introduce a bunch of zombies and then set them on fire.