Parisian summers are always too short, but I'll talk about
that another day.
Today, as we transition to fall, I can say that there are two
reasons why I won't forget this particular Parisian summer, any time soon: On a
meteorological level, the temperatures rose to highs not reached in 200 years! So,
instead of dashing between raindrops or huddling by the radiator (yes, this has
been known to happen at this time of year), there's been time for more seasonal
occupations... Sipping a cool rosé on the banks of the canal that runs through
my neighborhood, for instance!
The other reason for the unforgettable nature of this summer
is more personal: After years of juggling a journalism job and dreams of
becoming a published author, my writing career is taking shape. The publication
of my first novel is on the horizon… Watch this space as the project develops…
In the meantime, let's turn to the business at hand: this
blog. Here I am, sitting at my favorite café. Let me set the stage. It's nothing
fancy -- just a cozy place with a charmingly cluttered décor and a few sidewalk
tables for warm weather.
On gray days, I settle onto a rickety wooden chair in the
back. Sandwiched between black-pencil drawings and the espresso machine, I can
keep my eye on the regulars chatting at the bar, or forget about their
existence as they forget about mine. And on warm sunny days like today, the
choice is always that table at the edge of the sidewalk, just tucked under the
red awning.
When it's an off hour, I write. When it's the lunch rush, I
easily find inspiration. (The additional plus: I bring my three-year-old
daughter here and no one seems offended when she stands up on a chair and
starts singing.)
What to expect from the blog? A virtual trip to Paris, a
taste of the writer's life and a few surprises along the way.
A bientot…
Adria
Adria
Great photos!
ReplyDeleteLovely pictures, Adria! Excited for you about your upcoming novel:)
ReplyDelete- Rowena
Thank you, Rowena! It's wonderful to have the support of my book-loving friends! :)
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