I am dreading this “writing streak” drying up. I had another “productive” day yesterday, when I finished a draft chapter. It features “James,” “Isabelle” and “Béatrice” in something of a light-hearted situation.
It also includes an unexpected reference to “Uncle Bill.” After all, when you are connected personally to someone “famous,” well, you never know who else out there might also “know” that “celebrity.” Nor do you ever really know where you might encounter a fan.
It’s still “rough” in spots, and I’m not 100 percent happy with it, but I thought I’d share this part of it here:
There’s a tale behind that scene, as in much else in the novels. Years ago in Paris, I bumped into a “40-ish” American doctor who’d been working at a medical research facility. (He understood almost no French, but that didn’t matter for work because the multinational staff functioned primarily in English.) He was there for a couple of years and loved it.
He was in some ways a stereotypical American professional in Paris – everything “wowed” him. I recall him also being quite a nice guy. While prepping this third book, I thought he was worth fictionalizing pleasantly into the story.
Have a good Thursday, wherever you are in the world. 😉