ISN'T KERFUFFLE JUST THE BEST WORD EVER?
Posted on October 3, 2012
I had to share the newest chapter of Ned I am working on today. I just wrote the first two paragraphs, but I wanted you to get a taste of the humor that runs rampant throughout the book. It also gave me a reason to throw in one of my all-time favorite words – kerfuffle.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE VILLAGERS ENRAGED AND A TAD ENFLAMED
Mob rules require everyone's temperament to grow mightily out of control in a very short span of time. The number of enraged villagers joining in the uproar escalated with aplomb. Ned and his friends had picked a particularly bad day to cause a kerfuffle in Trimblebrook. It was the eve of their biggest holiday, Wellwisher's Day, and the population of the village swelled three times for the event. So in addition to the locals storming the streets out to end the tree and his cohorts, there were a good many sightseers from other kingdoms in attendance. And seemingly a good percentage of the visitors had seen fit to bring along their pitchforks and sharp farm implements.
Ned looked back at the throng of people chasing after them. Most had axes, pitchforks and a few swords which they waved with practiced abandon. Young twin brothers swung about tiny rakes. Everyone looked well versed in how to behave amidst an agitated crowd. Nothing worse than an experienced mob, he thought.