The End of Things
LINES ON THE PAGE
The end.
It comes at the end of a book. It comes at the end of a season. It comes at the end of a pool game.
I am writing my fourteenth book. Every time I think I’m at the end, the Lord assures me to “Just Keep Writing.”
What does that mean? Does it mean I can go onto the next book, the next project? Go clean the toilet?
Finish the calligraphy project staring me in the face? Go pull s…