From early on The Troubles has resembled a sandwich of sorts. All kinds of flavors both good and bad layered between two outer layers meant to provide textural and contextual contrast. Yet something was missing. There was too much contrast that left the all important question, “What’s it about” left unanswered.
But then something remarkable happened. I spun into a nosedive. I’ve been through many already and could do little more than grit my teeth and hope for the feeling to pass sooner rather than later. That’s not the remarkable bit, of course. This is: as I raced toward the crash I came up with the idea that what my memoir needed was some kind of binder, something to help the whole thing come together. Volcano mayonnaise, I decided, would be just the thing. It’s easy to make, a little goes a long way, and boy does it ever make a difference!
It may sound silly to be talking about bringing it all together at this stage but trust me – there is nothing silly about changes that move a project of this magnitude forward in a good way. 😉
