I always liked that quote anyway, even before I had a use for it. (If you ever watched the television series Heroes, you may recognize it: Matt Parkman talking to – you guessed it – a turtle. Context is irrelevant; it’s funny even if you don’t know what’s happening in the scene.) And now that I am DONE with the proofreading of my clone-sibling’s thesis prospectus… He’s planning to do research on turtles, y’see – or more accurately, on turtle remains found at Blackwater Draw – to determine to what extent the Clovis people living there were hunting turtles and whether they were using turtle shells as tools. Yeah, I’ve learned a bit about this sort of thing myself from listening to him talk about it and from reading his papers. I also read a book by Marvin Harris (Our Kind, if you’re curious) just because it seemed interesting. I would like to state for the record, though, that I am a proofreader, not an experimental archaeologist, so any testing of modern turtle remains to see what kind of use-wear marks occur depending on how they’re used as tools will be entirely my clone-sibling’s responsibility. It’s his thesis, after all.
And yes, payment for the proofreading was in the form of cookies. Ginger cookies, in fact, with pieces of candied ginger on top – ’cause you can never get too much ginger. (The clone also did a short speech the other day on “Gingerbread and Culture” – using the actual history of gingerbread to illustrate how people within a culture don’t necesarily know why they do something that’s traditional.)
Anyway. Rumor has it that I may be able to get back to writing fiction soon… I’ve not been idle, though: I’ve been doing “research” on various aspects of Threnendaran culture, focusing mainly on Haefener/south-of-the-River culture in current times. (After Grace made a rag doll dressed like Rodric of Haefenspoint a few years ago, I realized that the clothing styles of the region were more like medieval Russian than, say, Western European from the same time period. She says she based his clothes partly on descriptions and partly on the medieval clothing my clone and I like to wear to Renaissance festivals. Paul says we ought to dress like Threnendarans when we go to a medieval faire in Texas in March; Grace says we’d better decide by the end of December what we want if she’s going to get any of it sewn in time.) Paul has made a map (go ahead, make the joke – you know you want to) based on a more-stylized version that I’d done (a copperplate etching, no less!) many years ago. And a really awesome drawing of the protagonist of Changing Magic as he appears at the very beginning of the tale – I may post that sometime soon.