I must govern the clock and not be governed by it. Golda Meir.
Amen. However, Golda, meet my husband, Joel. Below are just a few of the clocks and timers in our house.
In general, he has an obsession with beginnings and endings. When did the universe begin; when will it end – things which interest me not in the least. For him, we’re all on a timer and when the final buzzer sounds, we disappear into the nothingness from whence we emerged, dumb slime from a protoplasm (that’s what an obsession with pure science will do for you.)
His obsession with beginnings and endings is a mystery to me. I don’t believe in them. I think of time as one of those unending rivers at a high end resort where you float around and around in inner tubes until hungry. Then you get out, satisfy your hunger and jump back in.
I must confess, I do not believe in time. - Vladimir Nabolokov
I guess that’s why I prefer to leave the endings of my stories to a reader’s imagination. In my defense, I’m not the first author to end with a question mark and not a happily ever after. For example,Gone with the Wind doesn’t end with “and Rhett left and never came back.” It ends with “tomorrow is another day,” thus giving more romantic readers the chance to imagine Scarlett eventually getting her way (yet again).
These quotes capture my feelings about time:
Time is but a stream I go a-fishing in. Henry David Thoreau.
It takes a long time to become young. Pablo Picasso
How did it get late so soon? Dr. Seuss
How about you? Are you a Joel or a Jan?