Fun with Babel Fish!

Ah yes, it's been another two week interval between posts. I've decided to make it an unofficial rule that when I go for so long without posting, I will repay you, fanbase of three, with some snippet that reveals an aspect of the hidden depths of my psyche. Last time it was Confessions; this time it's fun with Babel Fish.

Now, fanbase, you may be asking yourself how fun with Babel Fish can reveal anything about my pysche. Internet translation doesn't really have much to do with the human psyche, you may be crying out in your heads, or even aloud, as your eyes rove over the words on your computer screen. On the surface, there is a disconnect. But, ahh! when we take a portion of my novel-in-progress, translate it to, say, Spanish, then to French, then to Dutch, then back to English, the mysteries are revealed! Or solved! Or--whatever!

But if you're still confused about how translating a portion of my novel using Babel Fish reveals any aspect of my psyche, well, you can always consider that maybe I was just too lazy, even after two weeks of no blogging, to come up with anything decent, or even to come up with a plausible excuse as to why fun with Babel Fish reveals anything about an aspect of the hidden depths of my psyche.

Enjoy!


The English to Spanish to French to Dutch to English:

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The original English:

I have to admit, the kids look cute while sledding. Several of them are wearing hats, and some, mostly the ones girls wear, have little pompoms on top. There they are, decked out in snowsuits or maybe just jeans, and they’re all screaming. One particularly bold boy gets a running start with his innertube held before him, then springs, pushing the innertube down before him— I wince. He missed and is now rolling down the hill sans innertube. When he gets to the bottom of the hill, he just lies there until his friends run down to him, confirm that he’s all right, and proceed to pelt him with snowballs. “It looks fun,” Eve says. She’s looking at more successful sledders and doesn’t appear to have noticed the crash of the innertuber. “It is.” I glance at her. Her hair is tucked behind her ears and she’s wearing a beret that doesn’t look like it actually does any good at keeping her head warm. I seem to recall Josslyn convincing her to buy it during one of their shopping expeditions. Her pink jacket looks about as insulating as paper.

Now, wasn't that fun? And I'm sure you now know more about my pysche than you could ever wish. Go on, admit it. You do.