Umbrella Obsession
Vivat Bacchus! Bacchus Lebe! from Die Entführung aus dem Serail by Mozart
Both my character and I have developed umbrella obsessions, me because until I started writing this novel, I hadn’t taken much notice of them, and my character because she’s paranoid about being stabbed by one. One of the earlier scenes involved describing the umbrellas floating across a pedestrian crossing, and since then, I can’t help but notice how many different colours, shapes and sizes they are. I’m not very good with umbrellas, as I tend to leave them behind. But then others leaves theirs chez nous, so I guess it all evens out in the end.
