Several years ago, friends from church brought me a pepperoni pizza. My then-eleven-year-old son had told them that was the only kind of pizza I liked.
Reality? I like a few veggies – and even the occasional fruit – on my pizza with those meat toppings. Plain pepperoni was his favorite kind of pizza.
Then there were the peanut butter cups. Someone brought me peanut butter cups because my son had told someone it was my favorite candy. Truth? Kit-kat all the way, baby. Peanut butter cups were my daughter’s favorite. (Not that I didn’t eat every single last one, mind you…😉)
So when Mother’s Day came that same year, and my son made me a coffee mug in children’s church, it was no surprise when a friend sidled up next to me, eyebrows lifted high. “I just have to ask. All the other kids painted their mugs, but he kept yours white. He said you don’t have a favorite color…?”
Funny enough, he was right. I don’t have a favorite color. In fact, for most of my life, I said that white was my favorite color because you can do anything with it. It can be transformed to fit any mood. I still mostly feel that way…although you won’t catch me wearing white. With my luck, I would manage to dump black coffee, red Kool-Aid, and grimy axel grease on myself before I even got to breakfast.
Different colors evoke different images and emotions, don’t they? I hadn’t given color a lot of thought until I started writing Rainbow Falls. I realized that I’ve kind of shaped some of my characters to match their names, though. Jette Black is kind of intense and a bit darker than her friends. Skye Blue was – at least before her story finished – kind of sad. She was…well…blue. Rose Rhed is soft and kind of delicate (at least that’s the perception) and Ruby Rhed is bright and bold. Olive Green thought she was spectacularly ordinary, and she spent her life fighting against that feeling of being drab.
Then there’s Sunny Amarilla. Sunny is short for Sunshine, and Amarilla is Spanish for…you guessed it…Yellow. Can you imagine the expectations that come with a name like Sunshine Yellow?
Way back before I started writing Sunny’s character, I thought about the color yellow and how it makes me feel. Yellow makes me smile. It makes me happy. Yellow is bright and cheerful and uplifting.
Sunny is all of those things. She’s also flawed, though. She can be a little too bold, a little too brash. She can railroad over other people in her insistent enthusiasm. And she – like so many of us – often rushes words out of her mouth before she thinks them through. As my husband likes to say – she should do a better job of tasting her words before she spits them out.
Anyway. I hope you’re looking forward to Sunny Amarilla and her story as much as I am. Rainbow Falls Book 3 is underway. 😊