building a novel

I’m building a novel with paper and pen, and some sticks I found outside. And leaves turning brown at the edges, and pine needles.

It’s difficult to know the right ingredients for your novel – like making up the recipe for a cake you’ve never baked, never tasted before.

All I can do is gather my sticks and my stones in a pile and rearrange them until they build something – supporting turrets and towers that hopefully won’t collapse under harsh scrutiny.

Another ingredient: inspiration. (Bear with me on this one – the video is mostly of the back of someone’s shirt, but the song is one of my favorites. It’s Dave Carter’s “Crocodile Man”, and the singer/guitarist is the unparalleled Chris Smither, who has his feet miked for live shows. Click and you’ll see why.)

“Inside the house is a hall of mirrors,
Inside the mirror is a temple of sin,
Inside the temple is the face of Mama.
And Mama, she knows where I been.
Mama knows exactly where this bad boy been.”

Published in: on September 6, 2010 at 10:11 pm  Leave a Comment  

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