So the novel is a race, and I can see the finish line from the first sentence: it's an intuition that magnetizes the entire text. The closer I get to the goal, the faster I want to go. There's even a sense of urgency, of hurrying, as though I was out of breath and had to, at all costs, finish before I ran out of strength. So I find that my endings are often too quick, not unfolded enough, not majestic enough...