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When I attend Zoom meetings with other writers, someone always asks if we'll write about the current pandemic in our fiction. Invariably a couple of people reply they're so so tired of COVID-19 that when it's over they won't want to write or read anything about it. They hope to move on and write stories that imagine the pandemic hadn't happened.
Given publishing timelines, most novels published the past year were written before the authors knew about COVID-19 or anticipated its enormous impact. This winter I've read a few novels set in our contemporary time and have had no trouble reading about people meeting in restaurants, attending parties and generally living like it's 2019. The only novel that jarred me was one that specified the year was 2020 and mentioned COVID-19 as a past event. I assume the author added this topical reference on the assumption we'd be done with the pandemic by the book's fall release. My conclusion is you can write a contemporary novel that ignores the coronavirus, but it's best to either keep the year vague or indicate that it's set before March 2020, when only someone living a cave would have missed the great changes to our society.
Other writers in my Zoom meetings expect they will explore the pandemic in their fiction, as they would do with anything that affects them profoundly. Some have already written short stories and poems about it. COVID-19 can be central to a story or simply part of the landscape. Your protagonist might be working from home, instead of going to her office. She might engage with friends and family on Zoom, in addition to the usual phone calls, letters, emails and text messages. When she does meet someone in person, his mask--or lack of mask--becomes a descriptive detail like his hairstyle or baseball cap. She might suddenly realize she's standing too close to him and leap backwards. The pandemic could provide our stories with fresh descriptions, until they become overdone because everyone is writing about COVID-19. There's a risk of saturating the market with too many coronavirus stories for readers who will have largely put the pandemic behind them.
Writers can avoid dealing with all this by setting their stories after COVID-19, which, hopefully, won't be far in the future. But, in the post-pandemic world people won't necessarily be partying like it's 2019. How soon will it be before we're comfortable shaking hands with strangers and hugging acquaintances we meet? Will we stop doing these things for good to avoid catching all kinds of viruses? The common cold can drag someone down for weeks. The regular flu can kill. Is a handshake worth the risk? For these same reasons, will stores maintain some of their protective measures--plexiglass at the checkout counters, socially distanced lineups, one way aisles and hand sanitizer stations? Will buffet dinners be a thing of the past? Will airlines require passengers to keep wearing masks on planes or will most passengers choose to to wear them to avoid sharing diseases? Writers will need to know these details if they send their character to an exotic location or to the grocery store.
This makes me think that writers of realistic contemporary fiction will have to deal with the pandemic, whether they want to or not. I suspect that when we're over COVID-fatigue most writers will find themselves processing the experience in their memories and work. Already, I feel a bit of nostalgia for the early days of COVID when few people wore masks in public and grocery store shelves were often picked clean of canned goods, frozen vegetables, milk, eggs and, of course toilet paper. One store I went into had a clerk guarding a stack of toilet paper to make sure no hoarders grabbed an extra package. That's a detail future readers of COVID-19 stories will find bizarre and informative about our pandemic.
In 1813, French scientist Michel Eugene
Chevreul discovered a new fatty acid which he dubbed acide margarique, named,
in part, after the “pearly
deposits in the fatty acid, “margarites”
being the Greek word for “pearly.”
Enter French chemist Hippolyte
Mège-Mouriès. In 1869, working with Chevreul’s discovery, perfected and
patented a process for churning beef tallow with milk to create an acceptable
butter substitute. Napoleon III, seeing that both his poorer subjects and his
navy would benefit from having easy access to a cheap butter substitute,
offered a prize for anyone who could create an adequate replacement. Mège-Mouriès
won.
Despite Napoleon III’s high hopes for
Mège-Mouriès’ product, which the scientist had dubbed “oleomargarine,” the
market didn’t really take off. Not to be
deterred, Mège-Mouriès showed his process to a Dutch company called Jurgens.
The CEOs realized that if margarine was going to become a butter substitute, it
needed to look more authentic, so they began changing margarine’s naturally
white color to a buttery yellow.
Mège-Mouriès didn’t get much for his invention
and died a pauper in 1880. Jurgens, however, did pretty well for itself. It eventually
became a world-renowned maker of margarine and later became a part of Unilever.
Margarine arrived in the United States in
the 1870s, to the happy approval of the poor, and to the universal horror of
American dairy farmers. Within ten years, 37 companies in the United States
enthusiastically manufactured it. The terms “margarine” and “butter” had become
fighting words.
In 1886 the
Federal Margarine Act slapped a special two-cent tax on margarine and required
annual license fees. Margarine producers
were forced to pay $600 a year; wholesalers, $480; and retailers, $48, simply
to be allowed to sell margarine. “An amendment in 1902 targeted the production
of artificially yellowed margarine. The amendment imposed a ten-cent tax on
(butter-colored) margarine and slashed the tax on the uncolored variety.”
Maine, Michigan, Minnesota, Pennsylvania,
Wisconsin, and Ohio went a step further and banned margarine outright. In fact,
the Wisconsin law stayed on the books until 1967, which lead to the
introduction of clandestine “margarine runs” that friends and neighbors set up.
Every couple of weeks they’d send one person over the border to purchase
margarine for all of them and illegally transport it back across the state
line.
In June 1886, Washington State passed a
bill in the House to regulate the manufacture and sale of “all substances made
of oleomargarine, oleomargarine oil, butterine which was butter mixed with a little Oleomargarine to improve flavor, suine which was a mixture of
oleomargarine with lard or other fatty ingredients, lardine, an agricultural import
from Germany, and all lard extracts, tallow extracts, and compounds of tallow, beef,
fat, suet, lard and lard oil, vegetable oil, coloring matter, intestinal fat,
and offal fat,” which were disguised as and sold as butter.
An article in the 7-22-1886 Tacoma Daily Ledger claimed “the
butterine vat was a graveyard of compounded diseases putrefied into carrion.”
At
this time, Washington had a State Dairy commissioner named E. A. McDonald. And
when he wasn’t approving cheese factories or visiting farms to kill tubercular
cattle, he was haunting cheap restaurants looking for fake butter and the people
selling it, and seizing what he found. However, he recognized that local dairy
farmers were only able to provide about 2 / 3 of homemakers’ demands. The use
of oleo was on the rise.
By the early 1890s, the country was in the
middle of a Depression. Businessman J. A. Sproule recognized that Butterine and
other substitutes for butter kept longer than the real thing. And one person
was making good use of Butterine. His name was Jim Wardner who had been a store
keeper in South Dakota until a fire wiped him out. So he borrowed $5,000, had
eggs shipped from the east and began peddling them in mining camps. He then
used his profits to buy Butterine which he also peddled until a heat wave
melted what he hadn’t sold and the Butterine separated into puddles of cottonseed
oil, lard, Vaseline and coloring. So as not to waste his investment, he sold
the puddles as industrial grease.
During W W I, the cost of oil more than
doubled driving up the price of oleo. During W W II butter was rationed because
most cooking oils came from Pacific lands conquered
by the Japanese; the supply plummeted. Fats were also needed in higher
quantities for industrial and military use. For the homemaker, butter used a
higher number of ration-book points than margarine, so “oleo” margarine became
more popular.
Lard was removed from
rationing on March 3, 1944 and shortening and oils on April 19, 1944, but
butter and margarine were rationed until November 23, 1945. White oleo, which
came with a packet of yellow food coloring to be kneaded in, was sold this way
until 1952.
Gradually,
states allowed the sale of yellow oleo. A reluctant Washington held out until
December 4, 1952, became the 44th state to all allow the sale of
yellow oleo.
Although
February is the birthday month of such great Americans as Abraham Lincoln,
George Washington and my son, most people tend to think of Valentine’s Day when
you mention February. And of course, Valentine’s Day makes one think of LOVE.
So just for fun, I looked up people whose last name was LOVE. Here are a few
interesting ones.
The interesting thing I noticed about these people
was they were all very creative and left their marks on the arts, including
music and writing. Even the mathematician wrote books. As a writer myself, I
love the idea of making February creativity month, especially for those of us
who write romance--the story of relationships and love.
Not all of my romance novels have the word “love” in
the title, but as I look them over, I found three different subgenres that did.
“A Game of Love” is a contemporary set in Boston with a little mystery, a lot
of passion and even a ghost. “Love in Disguise” is an historical full of hidden
identities, murder and intrigue and a very feminist heroine even though it’s
set in 1876. One of my most recent, “Loving Charlie Forever” is a great time
travel set in an old west town in South Dakota; again with mystery and a great
deal of romance and love.
All the love and romance you could want is available
in these and other books of mine available through Books We Love at https://www.bookswelove.net.
My love to you this February and throughout the
year.
Barb Baldwin
http://www.authorsden.com/barbarajbaldwin
https://bookswelove.net/baldwin-barbara/
What do you think when someone mentions Banff, Alberta? Million-dollar views. Rugged mountains. Tourist lined streets. Shopping. Hiking. Skiing. Wildlife. All of the above?
Banff
has so much to offer but to me, it’s home. Born and raised in the area, and now
living in Calgary, there is no better feeling than heading west on the Trans
Canada and having the familiar peaks fill the horizon.
The
old adage, write about what you know, takes a big role in my YA novel, Summer
of Lies.
Jillian,
my protagonist, came to life many years ago on a chairlift ride with my saucy,
tenacious teenage niece, Sami. Being avid readers, on the ride up the lifts we
would debate plot lines, characters and discuss the types of stories we like to
read. Then we'd race down the run. She always won. On one of those rides up the
lift, we decided someone needed to tell an outdoor adventure story that takes
place in Banff. Since Sami still had school and life to attend to, I said I’d
write it. What a process. A lengthy process. But it's now complete.
Summer
of Lies, release date February 1, 2021.
Available
on Amazon and at https://books2read.com/Summer-of-Lies
Book
trailer for Summer of Lies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=croxBeIBpUE
My contact info: bbaker.write@gmail.com
My son proposed to his girlfriend over the Christmas Holidays to the delight of my six year-old granddaughter. She had been pushing them to get married for months, but when my future daughter showed her her ring, my granddaughter was in shock and almost burst out crying. Since there was a ring on her future auntie's finger, my granddaughter thought she had missed the wedding. Her mother and I had to explain to her that the guy gives the girl a ring with a gem when he proposes then the day they get married, they both give each other a wedding band.
The little episode got me thinking about the origins of some wedding traditions, so I started googling...just in case I decide to add a wedding in my upcoming Christmas novel.
Ever wonder why bridesmaids are often asked to wear matching dresses to support the bride during the processional? It wasn't always to ensure the bride stood out, while her besties donned tacky gowns. Quite the opposite, as bridesmaids originally wore similar dresses to the bride to confuse her exes and outsmart evil spirits. That way, the evil spirits wouldn't know which woman in the group was getting married.
As far as bridesmaid duty, in early Roman times, bridesmaids would line up to form somewhat of a protective shield while walking the bride to the groom's village. The group of women, who were similarly dressed, were expected to intervene if any vengeful paramours tried to hurt the bride or steal her dowry.
It was common for grooms to take a bite of bread at the wedding, crumbling the rest over the bride's head for good luck. Guests would then scramble around her feet to pick up the crumbs, in order to absorb some of that good luck.
Later, the tradition evolved into the bride pushing pieces of her wedding cake through her ring to the guests. Those in attendance would take that piece of cake home to place under their pillows for, again, good luck.
Obviously, runaway brides have been around for quite some time, because the best man's former duty was to make sure the bride didn't escape during the ceremony. Sometimes he was even asked to kidnap her. Yes, kidnap her. When the parents didn't approve of the marriage, the best man was tasked with ensuring the groom was able to take her away regardless of how her father felt.
Oh, and the best man wasn't just picked because he was the groom's best friend or brother. No, the term "best" was added to the title because that person had to be the strongest and most capable of the lot when it came to using a sword or weapon to fight off enemies and rival attackers during the ceremony.
White is often associated with purity, which is why it's thought of as the traditional color for virgin brides. But did you know that before the mid-1800s, brides actually wore red. They didn't start wearing white until around 1840 when Queen Victoria was married to Prince Albert. Victoria went against the grain and opted for a white, lacy dress, a color that, at the time, represented wealth as opposed to purity.
The tradition dates all the way back to the Victorian era, where these old, new, borrowed, and blue items were procured to bring good fortune to the bride, especially when they were all worn together during the ceremony.
The “something old” was worn to connect the bride to her past and her family, with the “something new” signifying that she was about to start her own new family and journey now. Unlike the old, the “something borrowed” was supposed to be taken from a happily married couple so that couple's good fortune could be passed on to the bride. The “something blue” was associated with faithfulness and loyalty in the relationship, akin to the phrase, “true blue.” However, the part of the rhyme that most people leave off is “a sixpence in my shoe,” which encouraged the bride to tuck in a sixpence coin for good luck.
Ancient Greek brides would carry clusters of herbs and spices—not flowers—to ward off evil spirits. That tiny bundle was thought to have magical powers.
Typically the youngest person in the wedding party, the flower girl precedes the bride down the aisle. The tradition dates back to ancient Rome, where the flower girl carried wheat and herbs for the bride and groom.
Tossing the bouquet is a standard tradition seen at most weddings, although, the garter toss is slowly losing its relevancy among modern-day brides. While the toss is probably the most annoying part of the reception for the singles club, you’ll be surprised to learn why the bride and groom used to throw the two at their guests.
In the past, couples didn’t wait until the honeymoon to consummate their marriage. They would often do the deed right after saying “I do,” which came as no surprise to their family members. The bouquet toss was used as a distraction, so she and the groom could...um...handle their business, while all the single ladies fought for the floral bunches. Tossing the garter also symbolized that the groom had made things official, as eager guests waited outside of the bedchamber for proof.
Originally, brides wore veils to protect them from evil, jealous spirits, and to also preserve their modesty. In early days, particularly in Ancient Greece and Rome, bridal veils were worn to confuse the devil and be protected from the “evil eye.”
However, in some cultures, it was employed by dear old dad to trick the groom into marrying his daughter who, let’s just say, was beautiful—on the inside. The dainty headwear was also used in arranged marries to hide the identity of the bride until the unveiling at the ceremony.
Back then, the honeymoon was an escape—literally. Remember that whole kidnapping-the-bride debacle attributed to the best man? Allegedly, the honeymoon served as a way for the husband to hide the bride for about a month so her tribe wouldn’t know where to find her.
This longstanding tradition of preserving the top tier of the wedding cake was done so the couple could eat it together on their first wedding anniversary. Perhaps you knew that already, but did you know that saving the cake was also tied to having a baby?
If you’ve ever heard the rhyme, "first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage," then you know that many people assumed back in the olden days that the bride would have a baby within a year. The idea of saving the top the half of cake was so the newlyweds wouldn’t have to buy a celebratory dessert to announce the pregnancy or birth.
Historically, the bride’s ring symbolized ownership. In early Roman, Greek, and Jewish cultures, rings were used as collateral to pay the father of the bride. The timeless tradition evolved with the advancement of women’s rights, as brides now exchange rings with the groom as well.
The reason those shiny bands are placed on the fourth finger during the ceremony is because the fourth finger was believed to contain a specific vein that leads to the heart.
The tradition dates back to a time of arranged marriages, where the "giving away" of the bride represented transfer of ownership. Back then, young women were used as collateral to settle debts or disagreements with neighboring tribes, as well as for the father to elevate his status by marrying his daughter off to a wealthy family. Today, though, many brides look forward to having their father walk them down the aisle simply to honor him.
The concept of it being bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony actually started from arranged marriages, where it was believed that if a bride and groom saw each other before the big day, they’d have enough time to call off the wedding. After all, no one wants to be left at the altar, right?
Back then, it was customary for
the priest to give a holy "kiss of peace" to the groom, who would then
pass the kiss on the bride. This was done to bless the marriage inside
of the church, giving way to the common phrase heard today at most
ceremonies: "You may now kiss the bride."
Yesterday afternoon, my granddaughter and I were on a Facetime video call with my future daughter as she was trying white wedding dresses...and showing flower girl dresses to my granddaughter. How many of these traditions will be followed remain to be seen, but I can already tell you that the bride and her little flower girl will both be gorgeous!
Happy reading & Stay safe
JS
Reference: https://www.southernliving.com/weddings/history-wedding-traditions#