For Every Thing
I’m basically experiencing this ending for either the fifth or sixth time, now. There was the original drafting of this chapter in my journal back in 2023, there was the plot beat breakdown I do before thumbnailing, then thumbnails, then penciling/inking, coloring, and now posting it. I’m surprised that each time it hasn’t really hit me that it’s the end, yet (admittedly, there is one more page to go).
Now, however, sitting here with the charge of having to say something about it, that emotional weight feels like it’s peeking around a corner at me, whispering, “You can’t ignore the truth forever.” Maybe I’m just still waiting to figure out if I pulled it off or not (though people who already have the book have been very kind about the ending). Maybe my nose is just too close to the glass and I can’t see past the condensed breath. But I know it academically, and maybe seeing the final page go up on the website––looking at the content manager and seeing there’s only one more post––maybe I’ll start to break through the glass.
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