My mistake, Leonardo or Hamlet? It started with a happy burst of recognition. But at first, I made a mistake. Here’s what happened: Two years ago, I was writing about an actor playing Hamlet. At the same time, I was reading Leonardo da Vinci’s Notebooks. Then, two weeks ago, I was running around listening to hip-hop. Because I needed to use up surplus adrenaline that builds up whenever I’m writing fiction.
I don’t run every evening, although I do write from Monday to Friday. Sometimes, I walk. Or that’s what I thought–another mistake. My daughter in Oakland, CA asked me if I listened to podcasts or hip–hop on my “walks.” The answer? Hip-hop. “So you don’t walk. You dance.”
Perhaps, but not consciously. Except one evening, I “walked” past the basketball courts and watched a young man make a fabulous three-pointer. Then most of the guys on the court waved at me and did a little dance. Floss and/or hands in the air. I waved back, certain they weren’t mocking me, but smiling at the purple-haired auntie.
So, I raced around, bridging my fictional world with the real one. When I heard Kari Faux’s “Lost (Intro).” And one line made me jump. I knew it but for a moment felt confused. Leonardo da Vinci or Hamlet? My mistake hovered a second above Leonardo. But within a beat–of course! It belongs to Hamlet.
Listen to the Kari Faux say Hamlet’s line in short YouTube above. I’m sure you’ll know it!