A novel in verse … and the writing thereof

Unrationed writing

Friday, March 18th, 2011 by

Sick all this week, I’ve gotten little done till today, when I practically poured ink onto the page. Though I did some of that drafting here in cyberspace, some of the ink was literal, as I’m again using the little books my mother bought me years ago, along with a handsome leather sleeve to cover them. The books are a treasure trove of drafts and plans and lists and musings about Landscapes.

Earlier this week I spent some time on the larger organization of the book, revisiting what I call Linda’s personal time line, in which I try to plot events, her age, and major national or international news as well. I really do have to figure out how many kids she has and when. Having tried yesterday to add a new date (in other words a new row) and having seen everything go suddenly out of synch, I bit the bullet and put the whole thing into a table, so I can add as many rows as I want wherever I want them. Ha.

Today I took a bit of time off of writing to research rationing during World War II. I learned that it was first institued in the spring of 1942, and that most of it was lifted almost as soon as the was was over, though in places sugar was still rationed for two years more. At any rate, the cross-country trip my newlyweds are supposed to take in Book II, to get them from San Francisco to Cory’s home in Montana, seems to be feasible. Thank goodness.

The other big news for the week is that my friend who had panned the preambles in chapter one has largely recanted. (No thumbscrews were involved, I promise.) Truly, she e-mailed me (spontaneously!) that she’d read parts aloud to friends, including parts she hadn’t liked, and they’d all enjoyed them. I’m thrilled.

Of course, in the meantime my husband has read the Prologue and Chapter One for the first time in years, and appears to be objecting to the same sections….