Oh, my! I feel—yes, definitely—it’s irritable vowel syndrome.
Don’t worry. It’s not contagious. I am increasingly persnickety; about the state of the world, modern discourse, and, hell’s bells, my favorite bakery is closed for renovation. Translation, I’m in a mood.
To combat my discomposure I walk, write, read—generally in that order—and in between all have many cups of tea and slices of toast. Except the bakery is closed.
Solution: since one must have really good toast with one’s tea to ease the mean reds, I got my hands on The Nordic Baking Book by Magnus Nilsson. From a storage locker turned mill/atelier in Pasadena I scored sacks of freshly ground flour and a very nice sourdough starter. In only two days (the sourdough rise takes a while) I had crusty loaves of tangy bread.
As for modern discourse, it’s not winning any prizes.
The book, by Benjamin Dreyer, is not only informative, it’s a hell of a lot of fun.
Colons are not merely introductory but presentational. They say: Here comes something! Think of colons as little trumpet blasts, attention-getting and ear-catching. Also loud. So don’t use so many of them that you give your reader a headache.
And there was this bit that I found particularly pleasing.
I believe Mr. Dreyer might take exception to the use of boldface to signify quotations from his book, however, they look tidier in this layout, and you can click on either quote to buy the book from Amazon.
The state of the world?
A friend of mine remarked that gray is the interior paint color of the year. Which makes sense since things seem drained of light when anxiety is rampant. There’s plenty of dread to go around right now, so instead of pointing out the obvious I will only suggest, put down your devices and look up:
Things can be crazy beautiful.