I Am Just As Surprised As You Are


Those of you loyal and intrepid souls who have followed my blog posts of “Pushing the River” – my third novel-in-progress — well, undoubtedly you have noticed the rather vast silence of the past couple months.

It was nearly two years ago when I was enjoying a glass of wine with my friend Mary, regaling her with the latest tales of my extended family and trying to make some sense of it all. The number of people residing in my home kept growing, and with it an increasing quiet chaos and sense of foreboding, inescapable doom. Between sips (or perhaps gulps, by that point) of wine, I told Mary that I was seriously considering beginning a third novel sparked by the events taking place in my house. Without missing a beat she said, “Ha! And it should be told from the point of view of the house itself!”

Viola. Inspiration. As it usually occurs – as a completely unexpected bolt from the blue in the form of an idea I could steal outright from someone else and make my own.

Life has thrown some pretty good punches since I began work on “Pushing the River” – just as life is wont to do. I have a decent one hundred or so pages, much of which I am reasonably pleased to re-read and know the words are mine. But the strangest thing has happened. I seem to have lost interest. In all of it! Even stranger – my friend and fellow writer Rita apparently saw this coming, and told me this recently over a shared glass of wine.* (*Obviously, there is a critical causation at work here; I must heed it and continue to drink wine regularly with good friends.) Rita (correctly) had the belief that this book, as I originally explained its conception to her, would need to be written quickly, almost breathlessly, to pour out a first draft while the fire of the original idea was hot within me. In some sort of shaman-like wisdom, Rita foresaw that if I couldn’t churn it out fast, the combination of me and the idea would lose momentum.

Well, here I am, just as surprised as you are.

4 Replies to “I Am Just As Surprised As You Are”

  1. This is funny, Barbara. Surely, people noticed your absence. I did. I’m glad to see you here and I agree that sharing wine with your good friends like Rita will pay dividends. Raise a glass to those folks.

  2. michelinewalker – Sherbrooke, QC Canada – I am a retired university teacher who thinks she has not left the classroom. I write articles about literature, history, music, the fine arts, and current events. Current events have become a lesser preference. I wrote a PhD thesis on Molière. It has not been published because of conflicting demands and illness, but I have now introduced every play Molière wrote on my weblog. Henri van Laun translated Molière's plays and Internet Archives published his translation. I am a former president of the Canadian Association of University and College Teachers of French. I have also served on the Board of Directors and the Executive of the Canadian Federation for the Humanities, now Humanities and Social Sciences. I am an accomplished pianist and an artist. I enjoy long-distance swimming. Access to my posts is free. However, if a post is quoted, normal acknowledgement is requested. Enjoy.
    michelinewalker says:

    I love this series on your mother. I loved my mother and miss her.

    1. barbaramonier – Barbara Monier has been writing since the earliest days when she composed in crayon on paper with extremely wide lines. She studied writing at Yale University and the University of Michigan. While at Michigan, she received the Avery and Jule Hopwood Prize. It was the highest prize awarded that year, and the first in Michigan's history for a piece written directly for the screen. She has four published novels: YOU, IN YOUR GREEN SHIRT and A LITTLE BIRDIE TOLD ME, and with Amika Press, PUSHING THE RIVER and THE ROCKY ORCHARD. Her fifth novel, THE READING, will release in October 2022.
      barbaramonier says:

      Word of warning: if I keep up with this series, it will get considerably darker. Thanks for your kind words and support.

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