Today was an inspiration day, or rather tonight, this morning, I woke up with an idea I’ve been needing. I firmly believe that the ratio of inspiration to perspiration in creative work is small, very small. But little moments come when problems we’ve been wrestling with become clear, and ideas start to flow. And now and then inspiration, like destiny in the film Casablanca, takes a hand.
With me, it all starts with the Paris Métro between Porte de Bagnolet and Gambetta. Line No. 3.
It’s a five-, maybe five and a half-block ride. No one would take it. You get on at Porte de Bagnolet and go at least to Père Lachaise, down the hill of Menilmontant, if not further. You get on at Gambetta and go to the end of the line, Gallieni, or you just walk.
But in my book I had a guy going that one stop and couldn’t quite explain it to myself. Tonight, I figured it out, while sleeping, so I’m up writing it down and writing this post. I’m not going to explain it here, for obvious reasons, but I know.
The breakthrough might have come because I started pinning things to the wall. Pictures, maps, cards with plans, more cards with questions. I pinned these two guys up there. They’re both real people. The one to the right is someone on Twitter, Farid ARAB, a Parisian with Algerian roots, maybe Algerian born, mostly into tech things, as far as I can tell from his feed. The one below is an Egyptian film director, Ibrahim El Batout. I chose them for their faces. I need to visualize what one of my characters might look like, and one is pretty similar to one of these guys, or an amalgam of both. He’s involved in the Métros and the one-stop ride. There’s some running in the streets. These two actual people have nothing to do with the book. They’re just visual inspiration. I’m trying to imagine a character, the one who runs the several blocks because of something to do with his best friend, and get to how he thinks and feels by looking into his face, that’s all. But it’s a lot. And these guys have pretty interesting faces, you have to give them that.
This is all stuff that has to be worked out. It’s just nice to have it come alive in my head so now I can work it into the pages. It’ll come into the book in several places, and only become clear near the end.
And now the morning doves are cooing, so I have to get back to sleep. Paris was a few weeks ago. It’s good to remember the Gambetta Métro station has at least five entrances/exits, and that the Porte de Bagnolet one has only three. And that CCTV didn’t exist in the Paris Métro in 2011.
I’ll write this out in the morning. I’ve got a page full of notes written in purple marker (the only thing at hand), and a subway map. I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s writing.