I sighed. I’d never had that experience. In fact, most of the time I come up with a first line and work from there. Once I saw a scene, so I wrote it and figured out where it belonged in the story. But I’d never begun at the end.
This week, however, I came close. I’ve been struggling with a beginning to a novel and was thinking and praying about it, when the end suddenly came to me. I have only a few chapters written in the work in progress, and I’m not even sure of the beginning, but I’ve already typed “The End.”
I have no idea if it will stay the way it is, but I have a feeling it will.