Confessions of an END READER.
By Kathleen Lawless
My secret is out. I'm an end reader!
It's not something I'm proud of or ashamed of, but I do wonder if I'm alone out there or if there is a secret society of 'us'.
Let me be clear. I don't start by reading the end of the book. I start at the beginning like every obedient reader. I progress along nicely taking note of the first turning point, the pinch, and the next turning point. And so along I read, through the middle and eventually heading full tilt for the black moment.
Somewhere in there is where I ultimately lapse. It's not as if I'm not enjoying the book with its clever pacing and multi-dimensional characters. It's just that I have to know how it ends. And I have to know now.
I can't even say knowing the end of the book ruins it for me. In fact it enhances the experience as I am now on the lookout for clever twists and other writerly skills designed to draw the ending to a satisfying conclusion.
Is it part of studying the author's techniques? Perhaps. Is it because I'm impatient? Definitely. Have I ever been sorry I skipped ahead? A time or two. Generally it tends to be the way I read and the way I write, that mad gallop to the finish line.
As long as people are reading our work, I don't care how they go about it. The worst scenario would be if someone didn't care enough about the book to read the end.