Familiarity and the breeding of contempt. Or not.

For the first time ever, I'm working on a story that won't tell me how it ends. This isn't really a big deal. I plan to write it through, see what happens. But I need to write a synopsis soon, and that's a real impossibility when so much of where the book will go is up in the air. I haven't faced this before. Everything I've written in the past – romance – has had a built in resolution. Girl gets boy AND a happy ending.

The current WIP isn't going to be so nicely wrapped up. There are any...