How It Ends

Chicken Korma
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I am not devastated.

Season 8 of MI5 just ended. Nuclear war between India and Pakistan was averted.

The team, however, did not come out unscathed. Something bad happened to one of the characters.

This time last year, I would have been in tears. But I’m calm. I have discovered the way to peaceful acceptance of the demands of the script:


When I discovered Wikipedia carries a plot summary of each season of the series, I read to the very end. I knew how X would leave the show, and then Y, and now Z.

And I’m okay. I’ve had time to reconcile myself to loss. It’s easier this way.

That’s only for television.

About books, I’m more particular.

A couple of months ago, I started a novel but couldn’t get into it. I passed it to Friend #1, who read it, said she loved it, and passed it to Friend #2.

Last week, at a Proxy Valentine dinner, Friend #2 returned the book. Handing it to me, she said, “I loved it. All but the way it ended…I didn’t want the little girl to die.”

I refrained from fainting dead away and falling into the chicken korma.

I assured Friend #2 she hadn’t spoiled the book for me. It’s quirky. I knew anything could happen.

And it might be best this way. This time. For this book.

But I see no trend developing.

When Wikipedia adds Season 9, I’ll read ahead.

Otherwise, the book report rule stands: Don’t tell me how it ends.

3 thoughts on “How It Ends

  1. 😀 It’s all in the preparation, Kathy…nasty literary surprises have an effect on one. I’ll never forget the most horrid surprise Robertson Davies once gave me. Wikipedia. I’m on it.


  2. It takes all kinds of people to make a world — and that’s great because it keeps life from getting boring. As for this viewer and reader, I don’t even like to watch previews of TV shows because they give away too much — and if someone gives away the ending of a book I’m reading, they better be able to run faster than me.
    Pat Bean


    1. I know what you mean. I prefer the suspense of wondering what’s to come. However, I’ve formed such a bond with these particular TV characters that for my own good, it’s best to have notice of their departure. I recover faster and don’t go through nearly so much Kleenex.


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