Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Telling Stories

I had just enough time to work on my fanfiction before leaving for work this morning. Hilary has brought Betty's other siblings - Jeff, C.J, Enid, and Doug - up to the surface. They give her a knife that has been coated with Ruth's potion. If she pierces Scott's heart with it, his blood will restore her tail, and she can go home.

Betty's confused. She misses her family, but she loves her friends on land, too. Not to mention, she genuinely loves Scott. She couldn't bring herself to kill him, whether or not he marries her. But then, she sees Scott with Ruth, telling everyone at the party that he's engaged to her. Betty's horrified, but Maple suspects there's something very wrong with all this, and especially with the lady....

Work was exactly the same as it has been - quiet until rush hour, on-and-off steady thereafter. It's the middle of the week and the end of the month, and an absolutely gorgeous day besides. Most people are either doing outside work or still at the Shore. I once again spent the down time working on story ideas when no one was looking. My relief was right on time, and I was in and out.

When I got home, I had a quick dinner of leftovers while watching Sally. Marilyn Miller, the darling of the theater in the 1920's, did the first of her three movies in the title role. Sally is an orphaned waitress who dreams of becoming a star on Broadway. She gets her chance when her friend Connie (Joe E. Brown), a former count, and Blair, the handsome son of a millionaire (Alexander Gray), gets her a job dancing in a cafe. A theatrical agent (T. Roy Barnes) hires her to play a Russian dancer at a fancy Long Island garden party. Sally thinks she's on her way...until she's recognized by both Connie and Blair and called out by both. She ends up dancing in the Ziegfeld Follies, but all she really wants is Blair. Sweet Cinderella tale with some nice numbers - look for the color "Wild Rose" chorus routine. The movie was originally all color - this is the only footage that remains.

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