A Sunday Synopsis on a Monday. It happens. Better on a Monday, than not at all. Was I here and present? Well, sorta.
Actually now that I got dumb and dumber out of my system, last week was not all that bad. Of course, I got my ration on transcribing completed, though a number of oddities came up. Yesterday morning, I found that a couple of months of transcriptions had been lost due to Libre's eccdentricities. Note to self, always "save" ( and it's a good idea to "close") when I walk away from my fancy-dancy work station , even when I think I am coming right back, cuz sometimes I get sidetracked.
The more interesting parts of the transcription is finding that I am beginning to be so "in tune" with how J. P. writes, that in addition to transcribing, I am now reading between the lines. I say things to myself, such as: "O--O, J.P is not happy with his neighbor", or "he's gonna have more about this issue", or "J.P doesn't think the Squire knows what he's doing." And so far, my great-great grandfather is confirming my internal questions. Though sometimes I have to wait till he is ready to tell me. A strange relationship we are forging, him and me.
Regarding the Uncle Ralph's Letters project: T'is a steep learning curve on which I have embarked. And in addition to the learning process, my ability to design the pages is rather limited. I have a few sample pages that I am going to "shop around" to friends, printers, and a book designer. In fact, I have left a message with the book designer to set up a consult time. More about that next week.
Blog posts have been at a minimum. It's not because I have nothing to write, but rather too much. Also, each little bit, seems to take just "few more minutes/hours" research. Come on, old girl, just write it!