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Dreaming of France: 29 Avenue Rapp

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Scrolling through my Instagram& finding this image, I’m surprised I haven’t shared this particular French door for Dreaming of France before. 29 Avenue Rapp boasts what might be the most famous door in Paris. It’s definitely one of the most beautiful.



Designed by Jules Lavirotte in 1901 it’s a striking example of Art Nouveau architecture and features the very risque sculpted Adam and Eve above the door. I first saw the building in the movie Gigi as the building where Gigi's Aunt Alicia lives and where Gigi goes for her lessons in how to catch the right man. Preferably someone rich like Gaston.

Naturally when Mark and I visited Paris, we had to pay the building a visit. What struck us about 29 Avenue Rapp was how many people just walk on by, as if were nothing special, just another old stone edifice, the door, just another entry. I think even if I lived on the block, even if I saw the building and its door every single day, I would still have to pause and take it in. Not a whole …

Dreaming of France: Kicking back in the Sun at the Tuileries

Le Jardins de Tuileries (from my instagram)
I took this photograph last Spring on our trip to France. 
I love how most everyone is simply relaxing in the sun, sleeping even, in the middle of the work week.


Every week for the last few years, I've tried to create a French themed blogpost like this one, here or at Chapter1-take1 to connect with my friend Paulita's Dreaming of France meme. I call her my friend but we've never met. You know how that weird internet thing can be, connecting you with strangers from around the globe in oddly intimate ways.

Now Paulita, who has been dreaming and fantasizing about living in France for years, sharing her photos, her memories from her trips, is actually doing it. After taking oodles of journeys to France, waiting for their kids to reach adulthood, scouting out locations, she and her husband put their house on the market. The house is in escrow and in the next couple of months, escrow will close and they'll be gone. Like F. Scott and Zelda, Paulita and her husband Earl, will officially be Expats.

I can't imagine how she feels, leaving so much behind but starting an incredible new adventure in mid-life. How many of us have the guts to do what it takes to make our dreams come true? An accomplished novelist, with a handful of books to her name—mostly set in France, as you might imagine—Paulita has been a huge inspiration to me. 

I want to publicly thank you, Paulita. It's owing to you, watching your progress, and receiving your kind encouragement on the memoir pieces I've posted here, that I've just completed dotting the eyes on the third draft of my own first novel. I started the book last year, during NaNoWriMo, finishing their 50,000 word requirement at the end of the month long period but knowing the book wasn't really finished. Who finishes a book in a month? Well, not me. I've been working on it ever since then, putting in a few hours a day, almost every day for the last year. Now after almost a year with the completed third draft all set, commas in the right places, I'm feeling almost brave enough to seek out feedback.

In the meantime, I feel teary, a little blue. I'm proud I was able to stick with it but I'm already missing my characters, looking for reasons to return to the book, wanting to get to know those characters even better. It's probably a load of crap—I swing back and forth between thinking it's the worst thing anybody ever wrote and a Pulitzer Prize winning masterpiece—but I'm looking for help in finding a few readers willing to give me some honest feedback. If you're a friend, thanks but no thanks, as I'm far too insecure to handle constructive criticism—which I need and want. No, I prefer this constructive criticism to come from strangers who I don't need to interact with in any shape or form after they've labeled said 'load of crap' a 'load of crap.'

At this moment, I'm trying to figure out how to find an appropriate small group of readers ready and willing to tell me where, in between those polar opposites, masterpiece and crap, it lies and how to make it better.


Thanks again, Paulita. 
Whatever it is, I wouldn't have done it without you.




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  1. Oh, Sim. My heart melted a little as I read this piece. I'm so happy that I have inspired you even a little bit. I love sharing this passion for France with you and the other people who read, even if they don't post or leave a comment. Thank you.
    Also, I want to be one of your readers. We're not technically friends. So email me your novel and I'll get reading.

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