Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Wednesday French Inspiration


Writing a novel is a lot like driving around the Arc de Triomphe.  

You have all these ideas and hope converging into one novel.  You have to be a little crazy and a little daring to drive right into the middle of things.  Some times you get cut off, some things may hold you up.  There are no lines that you must stay within.  You forge your own path.  Heck, you may even end up in a few accidents in the process.  You may miss your stop the first time around.  But you just keep going until you get another shot.  But in the end you come out on the other side and you feel grateful to be alive and a sense of accomplishment.  (At least that is what I am assuming.)

Below is just one of many videos on You Tube about this crazy one of a kind roundabout.



Where are you at in your roundabout?
 You really should check out the links under the picture to get a better vision of the process.  Great stuff there.


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5 Awesome Reactions:

Olivia Carter said...

What a great way to explain what it's like. I'm not quite far enough into my story right now... but I FEEL the stress of carrying all the story lines coming.

Eekk! I love it so.

Jenn Johansson said...

I think I'm in the grateful to be alive portion. It feels that way at the moment anyway.

Julie Dao said...

Terrific analogy!! That roundabout video is giving me heart palpitations. I would literally kill either myself or someone else or both if I had to drive round that thing.

Jackee said...

Dang, I wish I still lived in Utah. Or France... France would be even better... :)

Kim said...

This is scary! I can't imagine driving in that. But then again, it does relate nicely to writing! I've done a few turns in the roundabout, and just when I thought I knew what street I wanted to get off on, I had second thoughts. I've got one book done, in first draft form, but now I'm putting it aside for a little while, so I can work on a new idea.