Hungry now. And warm. And it is only 65 in my apt.
'The Killer In Me'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Hee! And how hard am I laughing that when I went back to the home page, the quote that generated for me was William's bad poem?
That's a great paragraph.
And I can't wait until Jilli's book comes out.
James M. Cain would have preferred writing about food to writing Noir fiction. He did produce at least one cookbook to the despair of his agent who complained about how little profit that yielded compared to spending the same time producing a novel.
Barb, there's always food porn.
And y'all wonder why I despair, sometimes...
Vanitha Sankaran's WATERMARK set in 1320 in Narbonne, France, when church-controlled parchment made paper making a near-heresy, told by a young albino mute woman the literate daughter of a papermaker imprisoned when the inquisition finds her using paper to write troubadour poetry about courtly love, to Lucia Macro at Avon, by Marly Rusoff at Marly Rusoff & Associates (NA).
Literate albino mutes.
Literate albino mutes.
Well, they're terribly underrepresented in literature, and they have an important tale to tell. Like how the thriving papermaking industries of France were being harrassed in the 1300s and a teacher was found who was willing to take the disabled daughter of a mere craftsman as a student.
True. Everyone deserves a voice.
Honestly, the story sounds sort of interesting to me, even if the mute girl given a voice through poetry is a little heavy-handed. The albino aspect is probably a step too far.
The problem is, though, that the paper making industry was thriving in that time period, and France was one of the world centers. The church didn't control it, because there were too many civil and business uses for paper.