Walking on water
Friday, July 2, 2010
How is it, here, that the water barely floats above the sand, and that one walks and walks (two young men walk) forever into the sea?
And isn't this what it is to write a novel? To float and to float and to float until the story is finally known?
It can take years until the story is known.
3 comments:
I can only imagine.
Yes--it suddenly occurred to me after disastrous draft 5 of my newest novel that the ending could be different. And with that, everything was up for grabs. Draft 6 was a huge improvement.
Very cool picture/situation and great way of comparing it to writing. :)
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