August 14, 2008

Story Endings

When I finished reading 'Peter and the Star Catchers' last week I remembered how much I love the endings of books. That is probably why I guaff at people who read the endings first. Shouldn't you save the best for last? Now I am reading Twilight (yes... I have given into the madness - I figured if after all the good recommendations - I should start the series...) I am even more of a fan of not reading the ending first!

I love reading the book and watching the plot unfold. Not really knowing how all the twists and turns that encompass a good book will really end, but guessing what is going to happen. Diving into the characters, the plot, the setting. Watching the main and supporting characters learn about themselves - and being a part of it. Take a look at someone else's life - problems - resolutions. How much fun is it if you actually read the end, knowing the end portion of their lives first. My opinion: It defeats the purpose of reading the book.

People and relationships are the same way. I enjoy watching my circle of friends - and the people they interact with. I think it is fascinating to watch different relationships grow in different twists and turns - like a good book. Many times I can guess the outcome - and many more times than that I would looove to turn to end to see how it all plays out - I know that I can not. Because unlike a good book - people have their agency to choose their own endings. While many many times they are fairy-tale like with Aladdin receiving the prince hood and privilege to marry the princess - unfortunately - some times it is not the case.

There are a few of my friends, people I consider my supporting characters that I have been learning from, maybe more so from the wings w/o their direct knowledge of their importance in my life. These are the people I want to be like. They are my 'pseudo big brothers', my best girl-friends, my best guy-friends, my crushes, my former loves, those that I look up to - those that I can not hardly stand. They are the ones who let me down, those who were there right when I needed it. They have made me laugh, made me cry, played with my hair, scratched my back, reduced my ego, listened to my babbling. They have made me look deeper into myself to find the answers, and those who have shared their lives with me. Each is a character in my story - and each is choosing their own ending. For some reason I keep thinking I can influence this ending - make it mine too - change my role to a supporting them - letting them shine. I realized tonight that I am just as much a 'main character' in my story as everyone else. And really it is my story.

Unfortunately I can not read the end - I do not have that option yet. But my book is the most interesting of all - and as much as I would like to stand back and watch everyone else's be written - that isn't' part of my plot. Never was - so why do I keep trying to make it one? I am more of a Belle character - maybe that is my tragic flaw - but - I guess if the beast is the worst thing I have to tame it can't be that bad! (although - I would rather have Aladdin - hands down... the Beast wasn't the most fantastic looking prince when he turned back... realllly pointy facial features. What you didn't notice? bust our your copy...fast forward to the end - you will see what I mean)

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