Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Ella Ruth is Furious!

The day was rainy, and since I'd been up late the night/morning before, I decided to take a little nap and enjoy the natural cool while the rain saturated the air and fell on the thirsty earth.

I awoke to a steady banging on my front door. Good grief, I thought. It can't be a wildfire with all this moisture. Not sure why else someone would make all that racket, I hurried to the door and flung it open.

Fuzzy as I was with sleep, I was confused to be confronted by a slight young woman dressed in 19th-century finery. I know I frowned, but her face already bore that expression, her mouth down-turned and her eyebrows drawn together, which made unflattering lines on her face.

Me (blurting the words): Who are you?

Her (angry, angry, angry): You know who I am! You said I'm spoiled. I never heard the like. I've half a mind to tell my father how to get here to deal with you, you wicked . . .(her voice peters out as she takes a breath.)

Me (half-offended, but stoic): Oh. Ella Ruth Allen. So Ben spilled the beans.

Ella Ruth: I do not know what that means.

Me: It means Benjamin told you about our conversation.

Ella Ruth (in a prissy tone): No. He did not have to do that.

Me: What do you mean?

Ella Ruth: I followed him last week, and learned his secret, his little rainbow trick. All I had to do was stand beside the rainbow and listen.

Me (speechless)

Ella Ruth (snorting at what must have been my astounded face): You writer people think you can keep us in the dark. Well, it did not serve you well to keep the rainbow entrance secret. I will let my father know about you and your vile ways.

Me: Your father hasn't made an appearance. He does not exist yet.

Ella Ruth (glares at me)

Me (narrowing my eyes at her.): Perhaps this writer person will not put him into a scene at all. Then he will never exist. How about them apples, missy?

Ella Ruth: Humph!

Me (pointing down the ramp): Get off my porch.

Ella Ruth swirls her skirts angrily and starts down the ramp to disappear into the misty rain.

Me (muttering): I'm going to get a lock for that rainbow!


Copyright © 2013 Marsha Ward

*This is a work of fiction. I don't really talk to time-traveling characters from my novels. I do like them a lot, though, and am glad they pass under the rainbow from time to time to visit me in my own time and place. To order autographed copies of my novels, The Man from Shenandoah, Ride to Raton, Trail of Storms, and Spinster's Folly, visit my website at marshaward.com or Westward Books.

20 comments:

  1. Thanks, Renaissance Woman! I appreciate the comment.

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  2. That was fabulously fun :)

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  3. I love her spirit. However, she just might need to take an anger management class or three. :-)

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    1. Hahaha! Thanks, Monique. I agree.

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  4. Well done! The writing and the way you put her in her place. Positively delightful. hugs~

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    1. I'm chuckling. Thanks, Kari!

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  5. Darling! I'm glad you were able to put her in her place.

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    1. She was a bit nasty. :-) Thanks for visiting, Betsy!

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  6. Not at all what I was expecting after our recent conversation.Imagination in overdrive. xo

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    1. I wrote and scheduled this to post this before we talked, Carol. Thanks!

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  7. Marvelous! I just wish my characters would come stomping to my door. That's the hardest part of writing for me, and my plots must have characters to play them out. Sigh

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    1. Try interviewing your characters, Donna. Or imagine what such a visit would be like. You don't have to go public with it, as I have done. :-) The more I do this, the better I get at it, and the fuller and richer my characters become.

      Thanks for the comment. I appreciate your visit.

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  8. Scary and funny! No wonder your characters are so great. I remember thinking "Oh NO!" When I read your interview with Marie- I have characters waiting for me to finish writing their story- some of them in a pretty ugly place. It made me feel guilty enough to try to move it along for them. Sadly, though they have moved a bit, they are still waiting. Loved it Marsha, thanks for sharing!

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    1. Thanks, Mary. Get to those characters' stories as you can. Do a little bit each day. You'd be surprised how the cumulative effort mounts up.

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  9. Goodness! That's so fun... and funny!

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    1. Thanks, Valerie. I had a lot of fun writing it.

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  10. Cute! I love it!

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    1. Thanks, Taffy! Be sure to read the followup.

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