Showing posts with label translations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label translations. Show all posts
Saturday, February 08, 2014
Not going too well
I got very tired and I had to stop everything non-essential for a while.
The English version of my new book is taking longer than usual at the printers, because it landed in the middle of a reorganisation.
Meanwhile, I'm still working on the translation. And I've just found out that I've been doing it wrong. In Spanish, you punctuate the dialogue in a completely different way. So I'm going to have to go back and do it all again.
Take a deep breath and start again...
Monday, May 25, 2009
Still translating
I haven't posted lately, because pretty much all I've been doing is translating, and translating and translating.
It's not just the quantity of translating. It's stuff about church architecture, full of technical stuff like "a balcony supported by six cantilever beams with turned-wood balustrade". I've learnt the Spanish technical term for the central third of a tie beam roof. And then there's the job-titles of the people involved: military governors, church building inspectors and trustees. Not to mention the names of the patron saints. I've known the Spanish for St Peter and St Joseph for years, but St. Blaise and
Saint Maurus Abbot took a bit of research.
Mind you, I did get out to Las Nieves for an hour on Thursday to take some photos.
It'll be nice when I can get back to writing fiction.
It's not just the quantity of translating. It's stuff about church architecture, full of technical stuff like "a balcony supported by six cantilever beams with turned-wood balustrade". I've learnt the Spanish technical term for the central third of a tie beam roof. And then there's the job-titles of the people involved: military governors, church building inspectors and trustees. Not to mention the names of the patron saints. I've known the Spanish for St Peter and St Joseph for years, but St. Blaise and
Saint Maurus Abbot took a bit of research.
Mind you, I did get out to Las Nieves for an hour on Thursday to take some photos.
It'll be nice when I can get back to writing fiction.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Credit cards and Baskets
Idiot that I am, I've gone and lost my debit card. I spent yesterday evening and half the morning hunting everywhere, which at least left the living room and home office considerably tidier. So I went into the bank and cancelled it. They checked, and it hasn't been used by anyone else, thank goodness. So I'm waiting for a new one.
Of course I half expect the old one to turn up any moment now.
My son's school are on strike again tomorrow. I had hoped to go and visit the archaelogical site at La Zara, but the road's closed, and I have to get back by 1:30 pm to help a friend. With a bit of luck we'll go somewhere or other. I've seen enough of this computer screen lately. At least I've made some progress on the current translation.
Do you think the average tourist really cares what they use to make baskets in Barlovento?
Of course I half expect the old one to turn up any moment now.
My son's school are on strike again tomorrow. I had hoped to go and visit the archaelogical site at La Zara, but the road's closed, and I have to get back by 1:30 pm to help a friend. With a bit of luck we'll go somewhere or other. I've seen enough of this computer screen lately. At least I've made some progress on the current translation.
Do you think the average tourist really cares what they use to make baskets in Barlovento?
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