I’ve just finished reading The Girl with no Shadow by Joanne Harris, which is the followup to Chocolat. I LOVED the movie Chocolat, so with this new book came out I just knew I had to read it. However, into the first chapter I decided that I needed to read the novel before continuing because there were references in The Girl… from Chocolat which weren’t in the movie.
So, read it I did. And then I read The Girl… It’s a great book, but it took me awhile to read – because of all the chores that need tending to. And now I’m left feeling strangely restless. Which is exactly how I felt when I saw the movie Chocolat and read the book. For some reason I really relate to the main character – Vianne Rocher. No, I’m not a witch (am I?), but I am a traveler. I often feel that I too must move when the wind calls.
I used to dream of flying. Not in an airplane, but actual flying. In these dreams I could fly and ride the wind, looking down on the earth below. Never too high, just above the tree tops. And sometimes, instead of soaring I found I would glide and land, glide and land.
And now, once again, I am restless. Who knows, perhaps I’ll ride the wind again tonight in my dreams.