It doesn’t really matter where or how you start. There can be no good beginning. With any beginning there is room for failure, all the failure in the world.
There is room for failure in the middle. Form cannot arise out of no catastrophe. Mistakes in the beginning and the middle do not exist.
There is nothing you can retreat from having begun and middled.
The canvas is blank from very near the end and everything is still wide open.
For all of that though, the conclusion gives form to everything that came before and without the end being succinct, everything else is mush.
Mush is opposite taut and there is nothing, no structure without taut.