Alcatraz Chapter Eighteen
The ending of a book is both the best and the worst part to read.
This is very true. I loathe and love endings. I remember still that some of the most sweet experiences in reading happened when I was in high school, and was nearing the end of one of my favorite books. Then, I would be done, and realize it would be another whole year before the next book came out. That infuriated me.
It kind of puts me in a tough place as a writer. I'm now putting people through this same sort of thing. I guess that's why I figure I'm darned if I do, and darned if I don't, so I might as well make people as annoyed with this book as possible.
This is what I was always meant to be.
I wanted to have a moment in this book where Alcatraz decided, truly, that he wanted to accept all of these strange things that were happening to him. I wanted to give him a moment like I had when I discovered fantasy novels and figured out what I wanted to do with my life.
This scene with him staring at the Lenses is his moment. Not everyone has one—a lot of people just stumble into what they do for their lives, or they do lots of things. However, I feel very thankful that I had such a moment to direct me in life.
Alcatraz has now decided. He's going to put up with all of this craziness. He's going to accept it. Others aren't accountable for him—he's made the decision, and this isn't against his will. He's now a participant in the silliness of these novels by choice.
It's always fun when you can have two wizards battle it out. I was never pleased with the scene of Gandalf and Saruman fighting in the Lord of the Rings movies. It just didn't feel like a wizard battle to me.
The trick is, I've never seen that sort of thing depicted well in a movie. I don't know why, but the special effects never work. It comes off looking dumb. (The same thing happened in Willow.)
I want it to be tense, to have power flowing—but the real effort has to be internal. Having wizards being pushed against walls and things just seems undignified. I would rather it be a battle of wills than a battle of walls.
Fire over the inheritance!
You'll notice I was sure to foreshadow that the Firebringer's Lens had a definite front and back. (In the scene where it was on the floor, shooting into the air.) That way, it could be made to shoot the wrong direction.
I always hate it when heroes win by accident. It seems a common theme in children's books, for some reason. I love the Harry Potter books, but it seems that Harry succeeds a little too often by luck or accident, not because he's clever or determined or anything else.PreviousNext