Giddy’s story, the one I’m writing for the World Record attempt, is finished at last! I still have to edit some small things, but other than that it’s ready to be submitted. Oh, and of course I still have to find a title as well.
It’s time for a character interview again, and this time I had a chat with Hannah, Giddy’s ma.
Writer: Afternoon, Hannah! So nice to see you again.
Hannah (with an elegant curtsey): Afternoon, Margaret! How’d you do? (notices the audience) Afternoon, folks.
W: I’m fine thanks, how’re you?”
H: I’m good as well. A little sleepy, because we had a big storm last night and we had to get up at, like, three in the morning, to move the cattle to the higher pasture.
W: Oh man, would you prefer if we rather to the interview some other time?
H: No, no, it’s fine, really. Let’s do it.
W: Alright. So, we got some stuff from Giddy last time around, like where you guys live and so on. So, I thought I’d make the questions more random this time. Are you ready?
H: Fire away.
W: When’s the last time you climbed a tree?
H (laughs): What a funny question. I don’t rightly remember…no, wait, I actually do. When we were crossing the plains, couple of years ago, I climbed in a tree one morning to do a bit of scouting. Giddy almost lost his head, he laughed so hard.
W: Why? Did you get stuck or something?
H: Now, it ain’t necessary to go into details, is it? Next question!
W: What’s the most annoying habit other people have?
H: Mm. One thing that really bugs me is when people try to talk to you while you’re in a hurry. Like, I can walk down Main street a dozen times and nobody would speak a word to me. But the instant that I’m in a hurry to get somewhere, Mrs. Potter, Mr. Wyatt and five other people would be lining up to speak to me. You could call it Murphy’s Law, I reckon, but it’s pretty irritating none the less.
W: Ugh, that is pretty irritating! So, next question. What are some small things that make your day better?
H: Hugging the kids, the smell of bread baking, dawn breaking over the hills, the smell of a freshly ploughed field, freshly cut hay… I’ve thought about it, actually!
W: Ok, but I’m picking up that you like a lot of smells… what’s your favorite smell?
H: Oh, man. Do I have to choose? I’d probably go for freshly baked bread or sweaty horses.
W: Sweaty horses? Girl, you’re weird.
H (shrugs with a mischievous smile): You’re one to talk, Miss I-have-interviews-with-people-who-don’t-exist.
W: Alright, point taken. So, last question. What do you look forward to most in the next ten years?
H (ponders a moment): I look forward to seeing my kids grow up, Giddy will be a man in ten years’ time! Also, to seeing how the ranch flourishes. And I’m hoping to get a nice girl somewhere for my brother Andrew to marry. I’m quite determined to spoil his kids rotten! And, well…maybe, Lord-willing, I’ll marry again myself.
W: I sincerely hope so! I went to a lot of trouble to set you and Doyle up, you know?
H: I knew it! You’re not as sneaky as you think you are.
W: Ahem, our time is up. Thanks so much for being here, Hannah! And good luck with finding a girl for Andrew.
H: Thanks for having me, Marge. I’ll see you again soon. And thanks, I think I’m going to need it!