Part of the Whole Point

Yesterday I “finished” a story I’ve been working on for I think a couple of years at least. I felt good about finishing it — except it’s not really finished finished. The ending is tacked on and cheezy and I am waiting for the brilliant moment of insight that will help me write that last critical sentence that pulls the whole story together. Not sure how long I will be waiting. This brings up a whole issue of how do you know when something is finished? Or is this the part of the whole point?

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