"I am in blood
Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er:
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;" MACBETH Act III, Scene iv
No, I haven't killed anyone. It's writing this darned mystery -- actually it's finishing the thing.
I have all the dead victims I need. There's been lots of figuring things out, lots of action, lots of cleverly- woven-in historical detail. Now it's time to end it, which as you might recall, isn't my favorite part.
When I watch movies and TV shows, as soon as I've figured out whodunit, I lose interest. The big car chase, the gritty fistfight, the blazing gun battles hold no interest for me. Yet the reader deserves an ending, hopefully an exciting one. An author can't just write, "And then they realized that the butler did it and had him arrested and hauled off to jail."
The incentive, of course, is knowing that once I write the ending I'll have an official rough draft. then I can go back and make the bits and pieces add up more cleverly, throw in some foreshadowing, and shade the characters a bit so the reader has a fair shot at being a successful sleuth. That carrot should get me through today, which should get me to THE END. Which, as you know, is only the beginning as far as the work of writing goes.
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