July 21st, 2014

Interesting contrast

I am working on two things at the same time. One is a little Horatio and Archie piece. And one is a chunk of the (seemingly endless,) Marlowe thing. Both of them have to do, ultimately,  with guys getting naked. But one is a moment in time in an established relationship, and one is trying to describe that tricky  moment when things tip from what might be to what is going to be.

I could write them both horribly if I am not careful. Both of them have built in tension which has to be maintained and fed, and made real, until it gets where it needs to go. I have been flipping back and forth all day, working on one until I get stuck, and then switching to the other. Seems to be working.  I have been doing a fair amount of goofing off too-- doing dishes, buying cat litter, walking the dog, those things take no brain at all, still they need to be done.

Yesterday I watched a Livestream of 12th Night. So much fun. Everyone is so welcoming and kind. And it is nice to have someone point out the dick jokes! I am trying to pay attention to the language of the time, even if I do not write the story in Early Modern English, I want, eventually to give something of the flavor. And Shakespeare is my go-to. Because he is exactly Kit's age-- give or take a few months-- and he wrote so much. He was not chopped down before he was thirty, for which we should all be grateful. He made it past the ugly years 1593-4. Marlowe, Greene Watson and Kyd did not. And most of all, he was the best damn user of words that the world has ever seen.

I have a Shakespeare concordance I refer to sometimes, to see if a word can be used, or if it was unknown or different then. So far almost every word I check on has turned up. It is startling how many words we think of as 'modern' were in use then, or at least in use by WS. I found a few in !2th Night that startled me: Zanies, blab, comedian, addicted, those words feel as if they ought to be anachronisms, but are not.  Also there was clodpole. My mom used to say that.

Actually, I have been reading the '1811 dictionary of the vulgar tongue.' (A little late for Archie and Horatio, but it has a lot of sea-terms, and it is entertainingly risque, and after all most words don't end up in any dictionary right out of the gate, so possible). I got it for my Hornblower stuff, but it makes me miss my mom. She was a collector of pungent language, and a lover of AOS. She used to wake me up in the morning by shouting 'All hands on deck!' (I did not like that much at the time,actually.) She did not live long enough to see Russell Crowe do his thing. She would have so enjoyed it.

Well enough. Mike just walked in. I am going to drag him off for swimmy time.