Friday, September 11, 2009

In which I love my readers

Oh, yes, I do. I love y'all in ways you cannot begin to comprehend because just for y'all I am watching a program called "Raw Nature"--a program, I should point out, that begins with the disclaimer that they are about to show some very graphic footage and that's why they called it "Raw Nature" instead of "Sleepytime Nature". And the subject of this program? Snakes. Big, venomous, slithery snakes. From India. I don't even have poisonous snakes in the book, but I want to see if there's anything at all I can glean from this that would add local flavor to the novel. So, really, I blame y'all for the fact that I am fetal under the sofa right now, hiding behind the dog while watching some dude (okay, he's a herpetologist, but he seems very casual) catch snakes using a cut up Evian bottle and a pillow case. *whimper*

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ooooh, well we are glad that you are thorough in your research for us, to make everything as real as possible. Hope you can come out of fetal position soon at least to have a cup of tea and think of something entirely non-wiggley and deadly. :)

Steph Gerken

September 11, 2009 9:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Way to go, Deanna! Your sacrifice is much appreciated. Love you too!

September 11, 2009 9:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, poor dear Authoress! What terrors you brave for the sake of your loyal readers! I recommend brewing a nice rooibos tea. It's very grounding and balancing, I find. If you can locate the Harney & Sons' African Autumn rooibos, I think the bright cranberry and citrus infusions will perk you right up. :-)

Meredith

September 11, 2009 10:04 AM  
Blogger Ali said...

When it comes to snakes, I am of the Indiana Jones mentality: snakes! Why did it HAVE to be SNAKES? *shudders*

I think that you deserve some tea and cookies. (Did I ever give you my chocolate chip cookie recipe?)

September 11, 2009 11:26 AM  
Blogger Jennifer Spiller said...

How you bear such things without white sugar in the house is beyond my ability to comprehend. *runs straight to the comforting apple pie*
You are a Goddess of the Word. A Rock for your Readers. A Pillar of Strength (that holds up the couch).

September 11, 2009 12:00 PM  
Anonymous Debbie said...

I'm de-lurking to ask a question. What was the appeal in the Victorian era to travel to India?

September 11, 2009 2:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I guess your open question forum de-lurked me with a vengeance. I've been wondering about this for a while-- if you've rid the house of refined sugar, do you use other kinds of sweetener? Honey, for instance? Or do you use other forms of sugar-- brown or demerara or some other form? Or do you eschew baked goods altogether? I could imagine methods of baking which did not involve white sugar, and I've considered experimenting, although I haven't done much research on the subject yet.

Meredith

September 11, 2009 4:18 PM  
Blogger deanna said...

I use raw sugar in my tea and sometimes in baked goods--it's tricky to substitute because it doesn't always work, but I've tinkered until I have basic scone, cookie, and muffin recipes. (Getting rid of brown sugar was actually much harder than getting rid of white sugar! But brown sugar is basically white sugar with molasses thrown in, so it doesn't do you any favors.) I use honey and have just started trying agave nectar which I used to make the BEST lemonade I've ever had.

Debbie, the Victorian age was the height of the British Raj. Civil servants, military men, and diplomats could expect to spend some time there, and spinsters found it a profitable hunting ground for husbands after an unsuccessful season at home.

September 11, 2009 7:23 PM  
Blogger Julia said...

Oh, god...I know exactly how you feel. I have seen shows like the Jeff Corwin experience where they would catch snakes and such. Eww! I hate snakes.

September 11, 2009 9:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

so I won't tell you that we once had 6 snakes when Jelly was a little girl,and she loved to hold them while we cleaned the cages.

Roxiehart

September 12, 2009 7:52 PM  
Blogger deanna said...

That's cool, Roxie. It's uninvited snakes I object to.

September 13, 2009 8:14 AM  

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