"...and many tubas!"
Yet another book series is now under my belt. Stephen King's Dark Tower series is deffinatly one of the most creative group of novels I've ever picked up. His ending is fairly good. It really has two I suppose; you have the fall in love/lost love/REALLY lost love/re-discovered love and then some ending that's a borderline tear-jerker, and then you have the signature fucked-up ending that King is known for. The main character attains his goal... and then is cruelly torn from his prize and taken back (seven books) to square one beleaving that all his progress is naught but hallucinations brought on by an unforgiving enviroment. It's the kind of ending you want to track down the author and slap the shit out of him for delving so maddingly into apathy.
He does warn you just before you read it, I'll give him that, but as if anyone is going to pay that the slightest bit of regard. You spend month upon month in the company of such a compelling character through trials and love and hardships and rewards, and just when you expect the end-all-be-all ending where the rightous get what the divine could only begin to compensate them with...... *SMACK!!* And the character gets bitch-slapped on a titanic level.
I'm envious in a way. He allows the story to tell itself. It's not often that we get a true happy ending, after all. The reward is in the journey itself, is it not? The climax is just a way of telling you the story is over, and why should it be churched-up into something perfect and cheery? Even the first ending with Susannah wasn't compleatly perfect. Certainly romantic and wonderful but far from perfect (at least not that perfect kind of "happily ever after" kind of ending). Not perfect, but right and that's what I envy about it.
Lol... btw, the quote came from Stirling's The Protector's War in which the dedication goes something like 'To my darling such-and-such, health, love and many tubas!"
He does warn you just before you read it, I'll give him that, but as if anyone is going to pay that the slightest bit of regard. You spend month upon month in the company of such a compelling character through trials and love and hardships and rewards, and just when you expect the end-all-be-all ending where the rightous get what the divine could only begin to compensate them with...... *SMACK!!* And the character gets bitch-slapped on a titanic level.
I'm envious in a way. He allows the story to tell itself. It's not often that we get a true happy ending, after all. The reward is in the journey itself, is it not? The climax is just a way of telling you the story is over, and why should it be churched-up into something perfect and cheery? Even the first ending with Susannah wasn't compleatly perfect. Certainly romantic and wonderful but far from perfect (at least not that perfect kind of "happily ever after" kind of ending). Not perfect, but right and that's what I envy about it.
Lol... btw, the quote came from Stirling's The Protector's War in which the dedication goes something like 'To my darling such-and-such, health, love and many tubas!"