This is the second of a 5-part fan fiction short story based on the characters of author Susan K. Marlow’s Circle C Adventures and Circle C Milestones. This story details the courtship of Chad Carter and Ellianna Coulter. Enjoy!
It was nearing half past five when she finally trotted
into the yard of the Circle C Ranch.
Ranch hands smiled in recognition and one came to take her horse.
Ellie said politely.
The hand grinned.
“The boss is out in the south pasture…if that’s who you’ve come to
see.” He finished slyly.
Ellie blushed, but calmly raised an eyebrow. “Is he?
Well, I might ride out on Magic in a moment, but I’d like to speak to
She glided up to the house leaving the ranch hand
I came into this book without any intention of finding it to my liking. I mean, really, ‘On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness’? Come on, how cheesy can you get? Of course it’s the ‘sea of darkness’, you already said it was the ‘dark sea’! So without further ado, let’s see what changed my mind!
This is the first of a 5-part fan fiction short story based on the characters of author Susan K. Marlow’s Circle C Adventures and Circle C Milestones. This story is set between Mrs. Marlow’s ‘The Last Ride’ and ‘Courageous Love’ and details the courtship of Chad Carter and Ellianna Coulter. Enjoy!
Joaquin Valley, California, Early May, 1885
Ellianna Coulter rapped her ruler on the desk. “Attention!”
Her tone softened slightly as she continued. “I know you are all impatient. Finish your work, and then I have a surprise
for you.” The students of the Fresno
Grammar School hushed and bent over their desks. Miss Coulter was loved by all her pupils, although
she kept order with a firm hand. Beth
Morgan caught her teacher’s eye and smiled.
Ellie smiled with her eyes, then directed them to the little girl’s
slate. Beth took the hint and scratched
away at her spelling lesson with a worn slate pencil.
Here’s a sneak peek at the Prologue of ‘The Congressman’s Daughter’! Enjoy!
Sixteen year-old Jane Grant held the dummy firmly as her father’s blows landed on target again and again. The smack of his fists echoed in the martial arts studio. Finally the instructor called for a halt.
“Well done, James. You’re improving. You haven’t quite caught up with Jane here,” the Sensei winked at her mischievously, “but you’re improving.”
Mr. Grant laughed between breaths as he panted from exertion. “Thanks, Jack, I’m flattered.”
I dug out an old book report on Emma that I had done, and thought it would make a good book review, with a few tweaks and a new summary.
My Rating: Five Stars
My Summary:‘Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her…’
Is self-reflection a good thing? I don’t understand myself, will thinking about it help, or foster a form of selfishness and depression? Shouldn’t I just think about the Lord and let all the rest of me fall into place? But how can I write if I don’t understand the human nature? And who better to examine than myself? Or is this in itself an example of human nature? What is the balance?
I’m working on polishing up a 17000 word story that I will be posting parts of in probably the next few weeks! This story is called: The Congressman’s Daughter.
Jane Grant’s perfect life is turned upside down when her father runs for Congress. His only child, she is now the object of his enemies’ threats, and Agent Benjamin Knight is assigned to protect her. There’s only one problem. Jane doesn’t want to be protected. Surrounded by Secret Service agents, and struggling to keep her father’s attention and her former freedom, Jane knows there has to be a way out of this mess. But she is definitely not going to let Agent Knight into her life. He doesn’t belong there. Or does he?
Although I was glad to be fired, there was a downside: I didn’t have a job anymore. But I still had to eat, pay property taxes, a phone bill, and an electric bill. So, I started job hunting, but no one wanted to hire me, because when they called my boss, he gave them such a bad report that it made it look like I was going to ruin their business. On the verge of applying at the nearest fast food restaurant, and one step ahead of being late on some bills, Ethan called me. “Have you found a job yet?”