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Food as set dressing #worldbuilding #amwriting

We’re well into NaNoWriMo, and writing is going well so far. I’m on track, and the words are flowing well. At our Saturday write-in, one of my fellow writers asked me how I introduce food into a narrative. As you might imagine, I have an opinion about that: I see food as set dressing, a part of world-building.

MyWritingLife2021BFood scenes serve as transitions between events. The act of dining occurs, but the conversations are the point of that scene. This is an opportunity to rest and regroup.

I write books set in fantasy environments, but you create a world no matter what genre you write in. As that world grows on paper, so does the culture. An aspect of worldbuilding involves including the casual mention of appropriate food for your ecology and level of technology.

I feel it’s best to concentrate on the conversations when writing about meals. The food should be part of the scenery. The conversations around food are where new information can be exchanged, things we need to know to move the story forward.

Apples 8-25-2013I’ve read many unforgettable fantasy books. One that shall go unnamed stands out, but not for a good reason. The author gave each kind of fruit, bird, or herd beast a different, usually unpronounceable, name in the language of her fantasy culture. She must have spent hours devising that hot mess of fantasy foods.

The characters were great and engaging, and the plot was engrossing. But the information about each and every kind of plant or vegetable was inserted into the narrative in long info dumps that ruined what could have been a great book for me.

As a reader, I think Tolkien got the food right when he created the Hobbit and the world of Middle Earth. He served common everyday food that his target audience was familiar with.

Food is an essential component of a culture but should be only briefly mentioned. Whether commonplace or exotic, it should be similar enough to known earthly foods to create an atmosphere a reader can easily visualize.

As many of you know, I have been vegan since 2012. However, during the 1980s, my second ex-husband and I raised sheep as part of a family cooperative.

I could write a book about those five years, but no one would believe it—fantasy is easier to make sense of.

I grew up fishing with my father and have a first-person understanding of putting meat, fish, or fowl on the table when a supermarket is not an option.

That experience taught me many things. Meat, fish, and fowl won’t be served daily in the average person’s home if they must catch, kill, and prepare it for themselves.

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Village Scene with Well, Josse de Momper and Jan Brueghel II PD|100 via Wikimedia Commons.

It’s a lot of work to raise an animal. Hunting is also labor intensive. Then you have a lot of messy, smelly work to prepare it for cooking.

Travelers often streamline this process by skinning game birds rather than plucking them. The feathers come off with the skin – the whole point of hunting for dinner is to get it roasting as quickly as possible.

Why not raise animals and eat them? In the Middle Ages, pigs were raised solely for meat. The wool a sheep could produce in its lifetime was of far more value than the meat you might get by slaughtering it. For that reason, lamb was rarely served. The only sheep that made it to the table were usually rams culled from the herd.

Chickens were no different because you lose the many meals her eggs would have provided once a chicken is dead. Young roosters were culled before they got to the contentious stage and were usually the featured meat in the Sunday stew. Only one rooster was kept for breeding purposes. If he was too ill-tempered, he went into the stew pot, and a young rooster with better manners took his place.

Cattle and goats were also more valuable alive. Cows were integral to a family’s wealth as they were milk producers and sometimes worked as draft animals. Only one bull would be kept intact in a small herd for breeding purposes. The others would be neutered, made into oxen and draft animals that pulled plows, pulled wagons, fertilized the fields with their manure, and did all the work that heavy farm machinery does today.

In medieval times, it was a felony for commoners in Britain to hunt for game on many estates. Poachers were considered thieves and faced harsh penalties, horrific by our standards, if they were caught.

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Cucumbers waiting to be pickles © 2013 cjjasp

However, most people were allowed to fish as long as they didn’t take salmon, so hutch-raised rabbits, fish, or salted pork were on the menu more often than fowl, sheep, or cattle. Eels and frogs were abundant and were a menu staple in the average peasant’s home. Anything one could raise in a garden was carefully harvested and pickled or dried. Berries were dried or made into jams and wines, as were tree fruits. Fish were dried and smoked or salted, and even pickled. These preserves were critical to surviving winters.

Common vegetables in medieval European gardens were leeks, garlic, onions, turnips, rutabagas, cabbages, carrots, peas, beans, cauliflower, squashes, gourds, melons, parsnips, aubergines (eggplants)—the list goes on and on. But what about fruits?

Wikipedia says:

Fruit was popular and could be served fresh, dried, or preserved, and was a common ingredient in many cooked dishes. Since sugar and honey were both expensive, it was common to include many types of fruit in recipes that called for sweeteners of some sort. The fruits of choice in the south were lemons, citrons, bitter oranges (the sweet type was not introduced until several hundred years later), pomegranates, quinces, and grapes. Farther north, apples, pears, plums, and wild strawberries were more common. Figs and dates were eaten all over Europe but remained expensive imports in the north. [1]

Pies of all kinds were the fast food of the era, often sold by vendors on the street or in bakeries.

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Pieter Bruegel the Elder – Peasant Wedding (1526/1530–1569) via Wikimedia Commons

Wheat was rare and expensive. For that reason, the grains most often found in a European peasant’s home were barley, oats, and most importantly, rye. In the Americas, maize (corn)was the staple grain that provided flour for bread and was an essential ingredient in cooking.

Mostly, my characters eat fish, vegetables, grains, fruits, and nuts. The primary sources of protein are eggs, cheese, and fish. Herbal teas, ale, ciders, and mead are staples of the commoner’s diet. This is because drinking fresh, unboiled water can be unhealthy if your tale is set in a low-tech world. Medieval beers and ales were lower in alcohol but higher in nutrition than today’s brews. Ale or lager might be served at every meal, even to children.

pie and picklesIn my current work in progress, my people have a melding of familiar European and New World ingredients for their diet and do a lot of foraging. Fish, maize, and potatoes are essential staples, as are beans and wild greens. For a good list of what this diet might entail, visit this link: Indigenous cuisine of the Americas. You will be amazed at the variety of everyday foods that originated in the Americas.

Knowing what to feed your people keeps you from introducing jarring components into your narrative. But don’t make it the center of the scene unless your plot demands it. One of my favorite series does just that: Recipes for Love and Murder: A Tannie Maria Mystery (Tannie Maria Mystery, 1)


CREDITS AND ATTRIBUTIONS:

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “Medieval cuisine,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Medieval_cuisine&oldid=896980025 (accessed Nov 4, 2023).

Apples and pickles courtesy of the author’s own kitchen garden.

Pieter Bruegel the Elder – Peasant Wedding (1526/1530–1569) PD|100 via Wikimedia Commons.

Village Scene with Well, Josse de Momper and Jan Brueghel II PD|100 via Wikimedia Commons.

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#FineArtFriday: After the Rain, Gloucester by Paul Cornoyer

After_the_Rain_Gloucester_by_Paul_CornoyerTitle: After the Rain Gloucester

Artist: Paul Cornoyer (1864–1923)

Medium: Oil painting

Style: Pointilist/Tonalist/Impressionist

What I love about this painting:

Paul Cornoyer was a master of depicting weather. In this painting, a hard rain has just passed, and the late afternoon sun has emerged behind us. It casts a rosy glow over the wet pavement and rising mist, that rare moment of beauty that is the only apology bad weather ever makes. This painting is considered representative of the Ashcan School of art, an American art movement depicting urban scenes.

I especially appreciate the way Cornoyer depicts the far reaches of the city of Gloucester Massachusetts in the distance, using a pointillist technique. The church tower looms, a ghostly presence dominating the skyline.  Near the church, smoke from a distant factory hangs low, an ominous presence that lingers and then drifts away.

It’s as if the artist has just stepped outside and shows us the cold dampness of a rainy day to us. The shine of water on the street and the way it reflects the surroundings is masterfully done, one of the finest examples of water in art.

Cornoyer is one of my favorite artists. While he isn’t as well-known as some others of that era, he was nonetheless a master and is deserving of an important place in American art history. His work is as meticulous and moving as that of John Singer Sargent or Childe Hassam.

About the artist:

Via Wikipedia: Paul Cornoyer (1864–1923) was an American painter, currently best known for his popularly reproduced painting in an Impressionisttonalist, and sometimes pointillist style.

Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Cornoyer began painting in Barbizon style and first exhibited in 1887. In 1889, He moved to Paris, where he studied at the Académie Julian alongside Jules Lefebvre and Jean-Joseph Benjamin-Constant.

After returning from his studies in Paris in 1894, Cornoyer was heavily influenced by the American tonalists. At the urging of William Merritt Chase, he moved to New York City in 1899. In 1908, the Albright–Knox Art Gallery (formerly the Albright Gallery) hosted a show of his work. In 1909, he was elected into the National Academy of Design as an Associate Academician. He taught at Mechanics Institute of New York and in 1917, he moved to Massachusetts, where he continued to teach and paint. [1]

Quote from Cornoyer’s bio on Questroyal Fine Art: In New York, Cornoyer worked in a predominantly tonalist style, creating city and street scenes that received praise from critics and won awards. He favored rainy and snowy views of Washington Square Park, Madison Square Park, and Fifth Avenue, rendered in subtle grayed tones. Contemporaries observed that rather than conveying urban chaos, Cornoyer preferred images of calm amidst the bustle of the city. The poetic nature of his work and his sensitivity to atmosphere and color were duly noted. [2]


Credits and Attributions

IMAGE: After the Rain Gloucester, Paul Cornoyer [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:After the Rain Gloucester by Paul Cornoyer.jpg,” Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:After_the_Rain_Gloucester_by_Paul_Cornoyer.jpg&oldid=786054148 (accessed November 2, 2023).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “Paul Cornoyer,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Paul_Cornoyer&oldid=1118249028 (accessed November 2, 2023).

[2] Paul Cornoyer | Questroyal (questroyalfineart.com) (accessed November 2, 2023).

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My Stressless #writinglife

So, today is the first day of November, and NaNoWriMo has begun. But November is also the month of cooking, my other hobby. And it’s also a month of doctor appointments – go figure.

MyWritingLife2021On Monday, I had to drive to Seattle to take the hubby for a consult with a neurosurgeon. Getting to the doctor was fine. It was a matter of spending one hour sitting in traffic trying to leave Olympia and another hour of actually rolling forward once we made it past the Nisqually River. I had planned ahead for that, so we were on time. The upshot is no back surgery for him unless there is no other option, as Parkinson’s patients do very poorly after surgeries.

Which explains his cognitive difficulties after the hip replacement. Surgery Complications for People with Parkinson’s | APDA (apdaparkinson.org)

However, the neurosurgeon explained some of the non-surgical options which may help. Surgery is a last resort, and hopefully, one we can avoid.

The trip home was easy once I found an entrance to the southbound lanes of I-5. I found all sorts of options to go north, but Olympia is 65 miles south of Seattle, so north was the wrong direction. I finally went north, passed a southbound onramp, exited, and doubled back to that street. An hour later, we were back in Olympia.

30 days 50000 wordsSo, what am I writing today? I’m working on the second half of a novel I began writing seven years ago, so all the world-building and character creation has happened. The plot for this half is evolving. I know the ending, and over the next thirty days, my characters will take me from this high point in the middle, through several hurdles yet to be determined, to that final victory.

I expect you’re wondering how a novel goes half-finished for seven years—I sometimes wonder too, but it happened, so there you go. During that time, I wrote a novel that is nearly ready to be published. I also reworked two existing novels into one and published it (Shadows of Redemption). Also, I finished my alternate Arthurian mashup, Bleakbourne on Heath, finally getting it published.

I can write quickly during NaNoWriMo, but revisions usually take several years.

My half-finished novel was set aside when I was stricken with the idea for my forthcoming book, The Ruins of Abeyon. If all goes well with the beta read and Irene’s final edit, Ruins will be out this summer.

Our new furniture has arrived, and we no longer live like college students. Dining on a card table and sitting in a folding saucer chair was fun for the first week or two, but it wore thin after four months. Hauling my 70-year-old self out of the chair meant for teenagers was not a pretty sight.

desk_via_microsoft_stickersI’m settling into the new office. In my old house, my ramshackle desk was in the Room of Shame, a jumbled mess of a storeroom. My new desk is not duct taped together and has the right amount of storage for what I need.

All in all, this office has the best ambiance of any room I’ve ever had. Writing is easy here, and I hope this novel will fly out of my head and be finished in about 55,000 words.

Unless I am suddenly stricken with a new novel.

(Saints forbid, because I think I’m really going to finish it this time.)

Our apartment has very little storage, so I am gradually unpacking. The shelves do their appointed tasks, and the extra storage is ideal. Even so, some of what I had thought we could keep will have to go.

office chairToday, the office/guestroom walls are barren, but I hope to have all the family pictures hung by the end of this week. The hide-a-bed sofa and side chair make a pleasant conversation area or guest room, whichever is needed. All I lack is my new desk chair, which is on its way here from Norway. (Yes, I splurged on a Stressless desk chair since I spend most of my time sitting in front of my computer.) It should be here in a week or two, and I can hardly wait as my current desk chair loses its appeal after an hour or so.

November is not just for writing here at Casa del Jasperson. My oldest daughter and her family will be with us for Thanksgiving this year, so a certain amount of food preparation will happen. And yes, the vegan will roast a turkey for her son-in-law, along with all the trimmings. Thanksgiving falls on Thursday, the 23rd, so my pre-cooking will be done over the course of that week. Anything that can be cooked in advance will be, and writing will happen as always.

food and drinkWhat are some of my planned treats? Cranberry and walnut shortbread, for one thing. Shortbread is so easy and affordable to make that it always surprises me when people don’t. I have veganized all of my old traditional recipes, so everyone can sneak a treat now and then.

November is one of my favorite months. I connect with the local writing scene, meet new authors, and make lots and lots of comfort foods. I feel incredibly fortunate to be at this place in my life. Happiness means something different for each person, but for me, it’s a comfy home with my husband, a good space for writing, and food with family and friends.

So, on this first day of NaNoWriMo 2023, may you find a little joy, and may your words flow freely!

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