{"id":1651,"date":"2020-10-19T20:47:57","date_gmt":"2020-10-20T03:47:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/2020\/10\/19\/the-midnights-children-meander-week-10\/"},"modified":"2020-10-19T20:47:57","modified_gmt":"2020-10-20T03:47:57","slug":"the-midnights-children-meander-week-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/2020\/10\/19\/the-midnights-children-meander-week-10\/","title":{"rendered":"The Midnight&#8217;s Children Meander, Week 10"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oh my goodness we are close to the finish line!<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, I&#8217;ve been busy writing my thesis on pickles and <em>Midnight&#8217;s Children,<\/em> aptly titled, <em>Midnight&#8217;s Pickles.<\/em> Pickle-shaped noses aside, this section was a particularly rich source of literary dill.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Twenty-six pickle-jars stand gravely on a shelf; twenty-six special blends, each with its identifying label, neatly inscribed with familiar phrases:  \u201cMovements Performed by Pepperpots,\u201d for instance, or \u201cAlpha and Omega,\u201d or \u201cCommander Sabarmati\u2019s Baton.\u201d  Twenty-six rattle eloquently when local trains go yellow and browning past; on my desk, five empty jars tinkle urgently, reminding me of my uncompleted task. But now I cannot linger over empty pickle-jars; the night is for words, and green chutney must wait its turn.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>We&#8217;ve all been eating a lot of pickles, these last several weeks, it&#8217;s true. And you know, three jars of pickles is one thing. But twenty-six jars is something else entirely. With five to go. <\/p>\n<p>Only&#8230; there are thirty chapters in this book, not thirty-one. I counted three times. <\/p>\n<p>Another mystery to be solved?<\/p>\n<p>And then there&#8217;s this:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Of my last miserable contact with the brutal intimacies of family life, only fragments remain; however since it all must be set down and subsequently pickled, I shall attempt to piece together an account.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I loved that. Writing as pickling. Experience plus vinegar, salt, sugar, dill, garlic, onion, and time.<\/p>\n<p>Now maybe it&#8217;s just the waft of all this pickle-broth that&#8217;s clouded my thinking, but it feels like this could be a good time to catch our breath before we wrap, and perhaps give a few folks a little time to catch up as well.<\/p>\n<p><strong>All to say:<\/strong> Let&#8217;s meet at the end of the section entitled &#8220;The Wedding&#8221; (aka page 484 in the Random House paperback), where someone &#8220;really had it in for&#8221; someone. (A mere 20 pages hence, as we prepare for the grand finale!)<\/p>\n<p><strong>And this? <\/strong>This is the place for comments on section 3.5.<\/p>\n<p><strong>And also:<\/strong> &#8220;castellated&#8221; is defined by Merriam-Webster as &#8220;having battlements like a castle.&#8221; Which seems a little lazy as word-creation goes. But, ok.<\/p>\n<p><strong>As well as:<\/strong> &#8220;fissiparous(ness)&#8221;; Merriam-Webster: &#8220;tending to break or split up into parts&#8221; (ness).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh my goodness we are close to the finish line! Meanwhile, I&#8217;ve been busy writing my thesis on pickles and Midnight&#8217;s Children, aptly titled, Midnight&#8217;s Pickles. Pickle-shaped noses aside, this section was a particularly rich source of literary dill. Twenty-six pickle-jars stand gravely on a shelf; twenty-six special blends, each with its identifying label, neatly [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1651","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-meander"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1651","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1651"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1651\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}