I had a wonderful couple of days' worth of comments. Dozens, all but one positive, several wanting to discuss the inclusion of Amy and Duncs into the Community, something that neither Duncs nor I had plans for when we went into this thing. He and I have gone back and forth, and I guarantee it will be interesting.
I also had dozens of comments on my friend's gumbo recipe. I find that there are displaced Cajuns all over the world, and there are people who're anxious to try the recipe on their own. Go for it! Cajun cooking isn't rocket surgery. The first gumbo I remember eating at my great-grandmother's house was cooked on a kerosene (paraffin for my friends across the Pond) stove. Nope, no wood. Wood is rather scarce on the prairies of South Louisiana.
Anyway, I managed a chapter of Kimberly along the way, and somewhere in the middle of their happy world travels, Jo and Stoney are going to show back up, and I'm quite happy in my little universe.
No, it's not 'cold fusion', people.
I succumbed to requests in comments to my stories (which are YOUR stories) wherein a lot of gumbo gets cooked, and I posted a recipe from a friend.
On an erotic story site.
Comments have been pouring in. Quick answers:
1. 'Cajun' and 'Creole' are two different cooking genres. They're NOT the same. Both have gumbo traditions. They're NOT the same. I am Cajun. So you get a Cajun recipe. Authenticity? I have seen this very recipe cooked by four generations of my own family.
2. Nobody wrote anything down. I tried several times to capture Mom's recipes. They condense down to "use this much. Or a little more if you like it, or a little less if you don't, or if there's not much in the garden." The fact that this recipe is written down is a miracle in itself.
3. It's supposed to be simple, with stuff available in a Cajun prairie household without refrigeration. If you couldn't grow it or keep it in the pantry, then it didn't make it into the recipe.
4. It's supposed to be plain ol' good food.
Chapter 48 of Community is 98% the writing of the other guy. Some of you have asked where this is heading. You apparently have me mixed up with one of those terribly organized people who outline the whole story before they start fleshing out the chapters.
This stuff generally comes to me while I'm on the road heading somewhere.
And what sort of interaction will take place between Amy and the Sisterhood? Who knows?
In the latest chapter of Community my girls entertain a visit from Duncs and Amy of Runaway fame.
This ought to be fun for all concerned.
Summers in Louisiana: 90 & 90, as in 90 degrees, 90% humidity.
I'll stop bitching. I'm putting the finishing to a chapter of Road Rash and here's a fair warning: There is a little plot twist in the hopper for Community.
My biggest problem is having too many irons in the fire. I was doing some file maintenance today and read the opening chapter of another story I started a couple of years ago. Yeah, like I NEED another story right now.
Anyway, thanks for writing me.