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Killing Off A Character

Bad Endings I recently wrote a short story as testing. I emailed it to a couple of people and my cousin was one of the first few to respond. He said the storyline was fine but the ending was potong steam. I am assuming that because there was so much conflict throughout but the ending was....erm, totally not in tandem with the rest of the story. If I had killed off a character, it would have been better, right? Hero Killed I am writing a screenplay for a client, he/she dictates the storyline while I pan it out for him/her. Around the middle, he/she wrote 'XXX kills off YYYY' and I went NNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I can't write that. Just writing the screenplay for him/her gives me heart palpitations as it is because it is sort of like a sci-fi thing and if you know me well enough, you'll know that I'm the sort of person who hides under the blanket when the tension builds up.

What makes it worse is that he/she gives it to me in bits and pieces. That means he/she keeps me in suspence while I am writing. I am like....sei-mow....so how, so how?

Good guys don't die Then I just finished watching a TVB drama series (Brink of Law) and towards the end, the father killed off his own flesh and blood. I don't like either actor very much but over the weeks that I have been watching the show, I've grown rather attached to them. They kept the suspense up whether the son was really killed or not. When they dug up a shallow grave and revealed to me that the son was, indeed, murdered, I went NNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!! Good guys don't die!! Boy, I've got a problem with putting a good plot together. Too kind and too nice. OK, OK. It's OK to give up one or two characters just to build the plot. I'm learning.

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