I know what’s going to happen, but for all the revisions in the world, I just can’t get there: The right ending. It happens, and it causes me great anxiety. Ok, maybe not great. But I do end up over-thinking things.
This happened with “The Electrocutioner’s Plug.” It started with a couple of words, then whole phrases. Eventually it turned into completely different ideas. It’s past the point of changing what’s published, but I still can’t decide.
He owned the property, lived alone, and spoke to no one. So had the trust fund that paid the taxes not been pilfered by the accountant no one would have known that Buchinsky had died.
The city wouldn’t have auctioned the property. The new owners wouldn’t have requested a survey. The surveyor wouldn’t have run into the barn in a sudden thunderstorm. The petrified body of Buchinsky wouldn’t have been found in the antique electric chair.
But if the key to the cellar …
What about the key? The cellar holds bodies, but what leads to it?
- And had the key to the cellar not broken in the lock, the bones from practicing his suicide on unsuspecting vagrants would have been discovered.
- But had the key to the cellar not been in plain sight, the bones from practicing his suicide on unsuspecting vagrants wouldn’t have been discovered.
- Though had the key to the cellar not been in his hand, the bones from practicing his suicide on trespassing vagrants wouldn’t have been discovered.
- But if the key to the cellar hadn’t been labeled “grave,” …
Or is it even a key at all?
- But then the coroner wouldn’t have come. He wouldn’t have noticed the handle in the floor. And the bones from Buchinsky practicing his suicide on vagrants wouldn’t have been discovered.
- No one would have searched the house for a suicide note, and Buchinsky’s journals from practicing his suicide on trespassing vagrants would not have been discovered.
- Had none of that happened, no one would have noticed Buchinsky had died or known that he had practiced his suicide on trespassing vagrants.
Or maybe there were no murders and he was just a sad, lonely old man who had nothing. I don’t know. What do you think? Do you ever have trouble picking an ending?
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