So happy to have you stop by today, the very day we discuss another tiny edit my publishers insisted I make for the second run of “Little Women.”
The first edit, remember, was that all the March sisters HAD to marry, even Jo, my confirmed single-working woman alter ego.
I held out for cash for that change, but this edit, I did not put up too much of a fuss.
A little background. My father, A. Bronson Alcatt, was very tall, well over 6 feet, which was considerably taller than 5 feet 8 inches, the average height of a Civil War soldier. (War records are the source of men’s heights, while prison records are the only source for average women’s heights. We did not do the primary-care/annual physical thing in the 19th Century.)
As a result, my sisters and I were tall. May maxed out at 5 feet 10, a GIANT! Was she a vision with her white blond hair, blue eyes and peaches and cream skin. (And she knew how to use it, trust me.)
I was about 5 feet 8 inches, a hair taller than Anna.
So, if you have an 1868 first run of “Little Women,” which is based on my real family, you have a rare edition. You will read that whenever the March sisters are introduced to a male character, they are either eye level with him, or slightly taller. No biggie.
Or so I thought.
Readers would not have it. So the publishers said, “LMA, on the next run, add a little Miracle Grow to the dudes’ diets. No tall girls with short guys ever again!” I said, fine, It was not worth the fight.
Fortunately, the world has learned to accept that some guys are short and some gals are not. In fact, one of our favorites, Michael J. Fox, is only 5 feet 4 inches. His wife, Tracey, is much taller. Aren’t they an elegant couple?
Scrabble is much shorter than I am. And My Pub is much taller than MAD, as noted in the above photograph. (Did she really have to wear heels for this shoot?)
Well, that’s the long and short of it today. Have a good one, wherever you are and whatever you do, short or tall, big or small,
xo, LMA & Scrabble