Some Pig
I was digging around for period farm photos when I came across this article about Dazzler, the mammoth hog. Three things came immediately to mind.
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A Day in the Life
I have this awesome resource: the diary of an Iowa farm wife from 1928-1931. She doesn’t write much in her daily entries; they’re usually less than three sentences, but taken in aggregate over the years they paint a fair picture of life on a farm.
Some days are more exciting than others, though, as witnessed by this succession of entries:
Continue reading “A Day in the Life”Corn Harvest 1930-style
I’ve been working on a harvesting scene.
Which means… I’ve been watching YouTube videos.
I haven’t found any fiction-words, yet. But, I’ve found some Little-Known-Harvest-Facts to share…
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Since we’re talking about indoor plumbing…
Did you know that Rose burned down the privy? It was an accident. Of course. But now, Harold will have to build an outhouse. And that’s no easy task.
A few interesting facts about “the necessary”…
Continue reading “Outhouses”The benefits of indoor plumbing
I love to start my morning with a steaming cup of coffee, don’t you?
I stumble down the stairs, still half asleep, resolutely headed to the kitchen and the carafe of elixir my husband has gloriously brewed earlier in the morning.
While I slept.
Poor Rose. Such is not the life for her.
First,
Continue reading “The benefits of indoor plumbing”How Writing a Novel is related to Rabbits
You know the old adage “write what you know”?
I’ve ignored that.
Instead, I’m delving into unknowns: prohibition, jazz music, 1930s farming… Things about which I know nothing. Which means I have to do a lot of research.
Sometimes, it makes me feel like I’ve gotten lost down a rabbit hole.
Like today.
Continue reading “How Writing a Novel is related to Rabbits”How to be a farm wife
I’m a city girl. Writing a book set on a farm in 1930. There’s a lot I don’t know. Luckily, the main character, Rose, is a city girl, too. “You want me to do what? she asked, as if he expected her to walk on the moon. “Milk the cows.” A reasonable request of farmer to wife, he thought. “You’re kidding. I don’t know the … Continue reading How to be a farm wife
