ACTOR: Every play must have a beginning, middle, and end.
WRITER: Why?
ACTOR (Confidently): Because everything in nature has a beginning, middle, and end.
WRITER: What about a circle?

- God, Woody Allen

To Face the Final Curtain

It has been said that all good things must come to an end, and indeed, we live our lives with an extremely closed notion of time, as something that is, rather than cyclic, finite and self-contained. We apply for jobs knowing where they will end or lead to another. When faced with the admission that we may remain stagnant in one place, we twist and turn until life’s permutation seems fresh. We find new ways to express ourselves in order to, at least superficially, change our path.

An ending doesn’t have to be a bad thing; it is all too common that creative endeavours run their path but, due to the commercial monetisation of characters or scenarios, are forced to jump the shark and persevere past their used by date. Perhaps if we can realise when things must come to a close, before they run themselves completely off the rails (or worse, into the ground.) Perhaps it is more productive to view the creative output of an individual as a wheel within a wheel; with no beginning and end. Never ending and constantly changing. While Trespass undergoes its constant metamorphosis, as readers and writers we can watch the cogs in the machine turn of their own accord, new writers being nurtured and exposed at the root.

It is on that note that I’d like to conclude the current run of The In-Between. There is no doubt that you will see my name at the end of articles on Trespass and elsewhere, but for now we must bid this particular permutation adieu. I hope that where the column has succeeded you have become informed, and where it has failed you have been drawn to the self-education of debate. For those who have been loyal readers from day one, thank you for your never ending support and fierce appraisal. Keep watching Trespass for other articles about me, undoubtedly in a similar style, however not of the same ilk as this column has been. Let this not be the end of this avenue of thought. Instead, let us suspend ourselves in our own ever-changing edification.