- This is the eve of the start of Round 2 of ROW80. I’ve been running numbers, thinking about goals. I finished Act 1 this week (about 7300 words this week), along with a lot of later series plotting. Really pleased with that.
- I’m only setting two goals this round. Write at least 20 days out of every 30 and finish To Get Me To You. Bonus goal: I’d like to get out another Meet Cute or two, but the focus is really on getting this novel done.
- Unrelated to ROW80, I’m working on coping with this new dairy allergy. The thing about finding out you have a food allergy is that you absolutely go through the stages of grief. Right now I’m smack dab in the middle of Pissed Off. Kinda hard to stay in denial when every time I eat more dairy than what goes in my tea, I break out into head to toe eczema.It’s so…craptastic. Pretty much every single one of my favorite foods involves dairy. Pizza. Mexican food of all kinds. Cheesecake. Ice cream. Mac and cheese. Parmesan polenta. Cheeseburgers. And unlike the gluten thing, which I feel we’ve successfully conquered for my husband, there is no such thing as a substitute for cheese. Which, by the way, apparently has a compound called casomorphins that have opiod effects on the body. Cheese addiction is a real thing, evidently. Having a casein allergy now is about like having a gluten allergy fifteen or twenty years ago. When nobody knows what it is or how to accommodate it and it’s in every blessed thing, including many of the alleged dairy substitutes, which are formulated for people who can’t deal with lactose and still include casein (the protein in milk that people with true dairy allergies are allergic to). And of course being a small town, what options are generally available aren’t available here.
At the suggestion of a vegan friend, I picked up The Ultimate Uncheese Cookbook. Last night I tried the nacho cheez substitute which…while edible, generally made me want to weep. I’ll keep trying and testing stuff because that’s all I can do, but right now it feels like it really sucks to be me. At the start of this kind of thing, the only thing you can focus on is all the things you can’t have, which is an absolutely miserable place to be. I’ll adapt because that’s what you have to do, but it sucks. So my crusade is to find acceptable substitutes for at least some of the things I can’t have now–once we found a good recipe for hamburger buns and loaf bread, the gluten free thing was a lot easier to manage. It just means we’re in a stretch where I’ll be testing and tossing a lot of stuff out. And who knows…maybe it’ll go away eventually. Sometimes they do.