I am so frustrated. Today I was writing a scene with my heroine with head in a freezer, skirt up to her knickers, and discovering, too late, that she’s being observed by some bloke she’s never met.
How do I describe the length of her skirt? My natural inclination is to describe it as six inches above her knee, but then I went to school before decimalisation. No British woman under the age of 35 would say that. Or think it. My daughter, who falls within that category, doesn’t “get” inches, feet or yards. She thinks in metres as would my heroine.
But a large part of my audience is in America, where metres are some meaningless foreign concept and I might as well be writing in French. Well, obviously, metres are … French.
I come up against this again and again. Inches v centimetres. Metres v yards. And trying to make it work for all my readers. Mostly, I find a way of writing round it, but sometimes
I Just Want To Bang My Head Against My Desk!