A brass rubbing is a sheet of paper laid over a brass engraving, like a commemorative plaque, for example, and rubbed with graphite, or wax, or chalk to capture the brass form, transferring it to the paper, making an artistic piece. Brass rubbing is a good metaphor for writing The Foreigner. Each time I lay fingers to the keyboard, I hope to raise on the page a precise rubbing of what I’m imagining.
Movies coming that I’m dancing in my seat to see–The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug (Legolas is back!); The Hunger Games: Catching Fire; 300: Rise of an Empire–I didn’t care much for 300 but I liked the look of this one. And I may give RIPD a look-see.
So it’s Sunday afternoon, and I spent the morning in Metropolis; monkey mind is swinging from the brain stem so I might as well settle down with a good book. Happy reading!