So I rewrote a whole book. Yeah yeah, you've heard that from me. But what you don't know about this book is that before then I'd rewritten the ending about four times.
I just could not get it right! First it was too fast. Then it was too slow. Then it was too freaking complicated. THEN is was down right lame. I kept messing with it, but I was never, ever completely happy with it. I knew, deep in my gut, that it still wasn't right.
And then came the rewrite. My chance to finally get this ending down perfectly! I had it all planned out, and it finally made sense and seemed to work. Except for when I got there and it absolutely, totally DIDN'T work. So I tried something else.
Which, you guessed it, didn't work either!
So here I am, at least a dozen drafts in, and I'm about to rewrite my blasted ending AGAIN. Hopefully it will be closer, but at this point I certainly don't trust that I really have it in the bag! Maybe? We'll see.
Yeah, sometimes it's frustrating, but that's how it goes. You rewrite until you get it right. Sometimes that's on the second pass, sometimes it's the fourteenth. I really hope it's not on the thirtieth draft, but at the same time I'm willing to keeping working until it's right.
That's what you do as a writer. You have to get the story right. Sometimes (okay, always) that's the hardest part, but it's the best feeling in the world when you know you finally got it.