Ongoing.

​I will sometimes read books by authors who are new to writing or practicing their craft. I like to read work that isn’t mainstream and try to be supportive of someone's writing, no matter how big or small their project is.
That said, I do not like reading unfinished books! I get a dopamine hit when I finish a book. It is my drug of choice. I get a flood of the chemical in my brain when I’m done with that last delicious page and when I read a well-put-together book that closes with a satisfying conclusion.
Because of this specific drug reason, I never watch TV shows that are ongoing, and I NEVER read books that are not completed.
I hate it when a book is complete, and the story leaves me unsatisfied, but it is a particularly terrible feeling when I, of my own accord, take on reading something left hanging.
Now… to be supportive of others, I sometimes read part of a friend's manuscript to help them keep going and grow as an author, but this is not what I do in my leisure time.
And then I did it. I did what I hate. I read a few pages of a book the other day. I was on Inkitt, and I wasn’t paying attention, and I read part of a story!
And what is worse, the story was good. It was the most beautiful, most painful, most crazy work I had seen in a long time, and I hated the writer for not finishing it.
These are strong words, hate. The word fits, however. I got emotionally invested in the two main characters from page one, and here I am, torn and shattered, waiting and hoping the writer keeps going.
UGH! This is awful.
This book has been on my mind for days and days. I think I’m going crazy. I want to write the end of this book because it is bothering me so much. I don’t know what to do to get over this. Does anyone else have this problem? It’s like having the flu and never getting better. It’s a cold that I can't shake.