I am Meg Moseley. Meg, a writer. Seeking the real God in the real world.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Zola and the Art of Motorcycle Noise

"If you asked me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud." --Emile Zola

I liked that quote long before Steven Curtis Chapman wrote a song around it. Although I'm a quiet person, part of me loves to make noise. Maybe that's why I enjoy my husband's motorcycles.

He loves Hondas. One of his bikes is a Gold Wing, a huge bike that purrs like a sewing machine. Its voice is the equivalent of 12-point font, like this: vroom-vroom. Nice and civilized. A little too civilized. As a passenger, I feel like I'm in a recliner, not on a bike. I have dozed off on the passenger pillion, which is scary when you stop to think about it. But he also owns a Honda Valkyrie with custom pipes and a ribs-rattling rumble. The Valk roars in caps. In bold print. In, say, 36-point font, which I would demonstrate here if I knew how, with multiple exclamation marks. VROOM-VROOM!!! There's no dozing on the Valk.

Now, let me try to connect the dots between the Zola quote, motorcycles, and good fiction.

Bret Lott gave the keynote address at this year's Christy awards. I had been wondering what he'd actually said, since his speech had ignited a little firestorm in blogdom, or at least in the part of blogdom that concerns itself with Christian fiction. Now I've read it for myself. I loved it.

I printed it, all twelve pages, and hung it on my bulletin board to remind me that I don't want to write comfy stuff that puts people to sleep as they cruise along on the passenger pillion. When I take readers for a ride, I want them to feel the wind in their hair and maybe even take a few bugs in their teeth, but I don't want to put them to sleep.

Easier said than done, but I'm learning.


At October 14, 2006 12:46 PM, Blogger Belinda P. said...


That's what we want to read. (and it's very hard to read while we sleep!)

At October 14, 2006 3:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"I want them to feel the wind in their hair and maybe even take a few bugs in their teeth, but I don't want to put them to sleep."

Amen, sister, preach it!!
Great post!

At October 14, 2006 4:39 PM, Blogger Deeanne said...

You're right, Meg. It was a wonderful speech. It was all I could do not to jump to my feet and whoop and whistle and say, "Hey-yah!"

I settled for finding him afterwards and thanking him for being brave enough and faithful enough to say what many of us think, but are too afraid to say aloud.

Here's to motorcycle rides and livin' out loud!

At October 25, 2006 7:38 PM, Blogger Deborah said...

Great images. Bugs in my teeth. Think I'd better find some floss.

I am surfing instead of cleaning my kitchen, too.

At October 25, 2006 7:53 PM, Blogger Meg said...

Thanks for stopping by, Deborah.

I just posted about a bunch of books I've read recently. Yours will get a post of its own when you do your blog tour.

Deborah's book is "The Defilers," folks. I enjoyed it.


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