November 6th, 2010

if I were me


Per Steve Buchheit's brilliant recent realization, I went and nabbed all the Lang #color# Fairy Books from Project Gutenberg. There are helpfully formatted Kindle editions, even. I also nabbed all the Oscar Wilde and Grimm fairy stories there.

Per my last entry on the copy-edits: I stetted "only".

My cat Mordred ambushed me with a morning nap and I woke up with his feet pressed in my face--and my husband taking a picture.

I'm doing just about everything I can think of instead of working on this edit, which is stupid, so I'm forcing myself onward now. I'm not sure where the resistance is coming from, considering I have a policy of just flagging stuff I can't decide about, and moving on.

I have been sharply curtailing meat consumption--personally, but as I'm the main cook and shopper around the house, there, too. I just had a Quorn burger, to try that out. Not my fave. Their chicken nuggets are a thousand times tastier than "real" chicken nuggets, though. In any meat process where the final product is so far removed from the source, you have to imagine the vegetarian option stands a very decent chance of being tastier (as well as healthier--we all know it's healthier).

Anyway, the meat curtailing is partly environmental consideration, part health consideration, and also somewhat ethical/moral consideration. It's also a conundrum for me.

I was raised vegetarian through my teen years, and I don't think that was good for me, because it was my mother's choice and I didn't have the dedication to be prudent with my nutrition when she wasn't around (which, frankly, was a lot). I know I ate about 1300 calories a day in the 9th grade, because we did food diaries in health class, and my health teacher expressed (very brief) concern about the amount I ate. About 400-500 calories of my daily total would be urgently purchased ice-cream in the cafeteria because it was still vegetarian (I knew/believed meat would make me sick after so long off it) and I had to have something to supplement the meager salads I would pack. So not healthy. SO NOT HEALTHY.

So, I am choosing to go slowly and carefully with meat curtailment. I've spent a couple of years building healthier eating patterns (like anything I undertake, it goes in fits and starts), so it's really all part of the same project, when you look at it like that.

Well, that was good for like another few minutes of MS avoidance. I'm done, y'all. I'm done! Back to work.

Except: curtsied or curtseyed? Curtsied is preferred, but curtseyed is still correct, and looks closer to courtesy to me, which I find important. And looks older. With this book, I incline towards old-fashioned at times with my word choices and spellings, in spite of also picking some extremely modern phrasings. I realize this is not how others would do this, but it's my way of reconciling writing a Thoroughly Modern Fairy Tale in a Very Old Setting.

My only compunction against pulling all my curtseyeds back into the book is that it could be a stumbling block for a younger reader. "Curts - eyed." No. Having had the worst time with "curlicue" when I was younger--well, maybe it's a fear of "cur" words--I don't know.

As ever, thoughts welcome.