In the last three days I have discovered three new things. Firstly, the spare and strange beauty of Haruki Murakami‘s writing; on Thursday I started reading his short novel After Dark. What can I say? I’m mesmerised, seduced, enthralled. Which should I read next? Norwegian Wood, The Wind Up Bird Chronicle, or Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman?
Secondly, I woke up this morning – after a night of a fairly reasonable amount of sleep, hurrah! – knowing that I need to cut a particular passage from La Nouvelle Cendrillon, how to imply the seeds of information it contains, and what to put in its place. This had been puzzling me for a while, so it feels good to know; more than that, it feels right. Still have to rewrite the damn thing though. This beautiful weather is just too distracting – not that I’m complaining, per se. It’s just that sitting at my desk, under the stairs, and looking out into my tiny sun-filled back garden, obstructs the word flow. And if laundry has been done, it’s worse. Laugh if you like, but I find a line of washing, billowing in the breeze – especially bedlinen, or towels – strangely, deeply, satisfying. And slightly hypnotic. Now if I had a laptop, it might be a different story… As I’m holding out for a MacBookPro however, that won’t be happening any time soon. The apple blossom is out now, smelling too delicious for words. The aquilegias will shortly be doing their thing, and then lilacs will be li-lacing the air with their blissful scent. Sadly, our garden is too small for a lilac tree, since they are dreadful ones for sending out colonising suckers.
The third thing; the work of the Surrealist artist Leonora Carrington. I read an article about her today – I forget where, and I’ve already recycled the papers – and was fascinated. Her paintings (three examples here, here, and here) will I think prove a rich source of inspiration for me at some point. I think I will have to find a good book about her. There’s a rare exhibition of her work coming up this summer too. Alas I will be unable to get to either Chichester or Norwich. Never mind.
And that’s enough for now. Wonder what I’ll find, or learn, in the next three days?