Saturday, 28 June 2008
Why a novel is a bit like a glove collection...
Writing a novel has something in common with my daughter's collection of single gloves.
She finds them lost in the street, brings them home, washes them and pins them on her notice board wherever they seem to fit in among the others.
And a writer, in the throes of a novel, does much the same while out and about; spots things that will add to his novel, pounces on them, brings them home and in they go.
(The sequinned shoe? No, I don't know what it's doing there. Inexplicable and unexpected. But then, it's not a bad thing for a novel to have something inexplicable and unexpected in it, either).
Posted by Lexi at Saturday, June 28, 2008