The Golden Pot...or the Pot of Gold...

I took this picture outside the Centre Pompidou, an amazing museum of modern art in Paris. It's nickname is the "inside out museum" because that is how the museum was designed and built, with the insides showing on the outside, all seams exposed. I loved that museum and I love the concept behind it, the idea of not hiding how something works, but rather celebrating it.

Understanding how something works and is built is a key part of my process right now with this second novel. With my first novel I was able to push way through organically until about the middle, and I knew the end, and I only really got structured at the halfway mark, with plot points and mapping. Don't get me wrong it was a ton of work, but it was somehow different as I always knew what it was going to look like. But this time, I need to do a lot more planning, and research and feel like I am indeed building this novel from the inside out, one page at a time.

As for the golden flower pot, it has arrived at the end of my first act, rather than the pot of gold at the end of my rainbow, and the truth is I have no idea what is in it. I am serious. I have written a big secret, a big mystery for my protagonist and even I am unsure what it is, I just know that it exists and needs to be there. Now the hard part is climbing that giant flower stand to see what's inside. I am sure it is good. But gee that wall is high!

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