Mind of a novelist. Florence, Italy.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

3:45 in the afternoon, outside Philadelphia, and all this long day long, I've been in Florence, where it is dawn and has been dawn and the sun is breaking at the Ponte Vecchio.

It took me five and a half hours on a flight to San Francisco to find the image I needed, the key to a novel that has nearly broken my heart.

One image. One moment. And the novel turns.

Slowly, it turns.


Melissa Sarno said...

I'd like to be in Florence at dawn. Glad the novel turns. You got this, Beth! : )

Serena said...

Wonderful news that the image is reflecting the turn of the novel. You will find the way, as always

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