Just another one of those serendipitous moments on this trip.
The airbnb where I’m staying has a bookcase full of amazing books.
My problem … my French language skills are not good enough to read them.
In fact, the only book in English that I could actually read was … Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray. It was just the inspiring and welcome break I needed from trying to find my own words after a couple of confronting and emotionally draining days of research.
How beautiful is Oscar Wilde’s writing. How stark a tale he tells.
And there’s Paris.
My research trip to Paris has been made possible thanks to the generous support of VicArts.
Tomorrow I’m off to do the sewer tour to explore the world that lurks beneath Paris.
Happy writing 🙂