If a would-be writer is serious about his intention to become a fine writer, he would do well to get his head out of the vampire/zombie dreck that somehow passes for literature and discover the masters.
My view may be simplistic, but it is this: novels engage the reader by telling stories. An ambiguous end to a novel is not a problem -- ambiguity is fine. In fact, it may be the most truthful way for a novel to end.
I "tagged" the photo. One brother wrote "Thanks, sis." Then he added: "Why did I write that? I never call you sis." What was it about National Sibling Day that made us both feel a need to reaffirm our bond of kinship? Moreover, why has this day come into existence at all?
In a memorable production of Chekhov's The Seagull, presented by the Antaeus Company, a marvelous ensemble of classical actors based in LA, director Andrew J. Traister captures the brilliance and realism of Chekhov's rendition of the plight of humanity.