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but on top of and along with everything else, I am re-reading | editing Mine To Give in Spanish. Do not like the translation of the title, but that’s not for me to think about at this point. It is the first time I set eyes on it since I translated it over a year ago, and editing is harder than the flipping translation — because that I “just did.” Con los pies, as we say in Spanish. That means with my feet, i.e., without care. Now I care. And, ugh. It is tedious, like dredging through slime. Ok, I don’t know what that’s like, so: like treading through snow. Double yuck.

After almost seven pages, my light bulb (handy dandy little thing that works when I remember it) lit up: read a novel in Spanish while translating. Bri-lliant! Pun intended. That way the language will flow better in my brain. Thought the same back in 2021 when I translated it.

Recently finished Rita Moreno’s memoir, and a few sentences remain in my memory. And a visual. Read it in English, though, as it was before I remembered my unedited translation.

by the way

at bleeping last, I am reading Come, Tell Me How You Live! And admit that I could not find it =/ for a while. It is a clever and witty book, and I still like it! There’s the innocence of the past and an aura of adventure that takes me right there — what good writers do.

Must find a novel in Spanish … hmm, have three unread novels in Spanish and don’t feel like any of them, but begrudgingly chose one. They were gifts, and may be good — two were written by a very accomplished author; two are set in the same time period. I’m-just-not-in-the-mood. While searching for them, I came upon two unread books about cooking: Consider the Fork and Women and Food, also gifts a few years old, and placed them on a coffee table. Pun not intended. See, one of the characters in A Tale to Tell is a chef and …

WHAT-AM-I-THINKING?

Gotta stick to today’s plan. Will | may read those “later.”