Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 03/26/2023 ~ Falling in Time~ “I Am Not An Actor”


Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

I’m continuing my time travel snippets this week, from a novella I wrote several years ago for an anthology called Crashing Into Love. The premise of the anthology was that a plane crash brought people together and some of them fell in love. Since I wanted to write an historical, and airplanes didn’t exist in the 19th century, I ended up writing a time travel romance, of course. It was called Crashing Through Time and I liked it quite a lot. I’ve never re-published it, but in 2017 I started revising it into a novel, called Falling In Time, but stopped when I needed time to write my Widow’s Club series.

In 2023 I’m pulling it back out, adding about 40k to it and hopefully self-publishing it later this year. But for now, I’ll share some snippets of it with you. I hope you enjoy it!

This week I’m beginning where we left off: Corinne is helping the gentleman who fell off his horse. Enjoy!


More than hearts can be broken when you fall through time.

Corinne McGowan survives a plane crash only to fall down a hole in time. In 1868 Cornwall, she faces the ultimate decision: Let the man she loves die, or save him and change history forever.


“I most certainly am not an actor.” He actually sounded offended. “Did you mistake me for one of the men in my uncle’s play?”

“Of course not, Mr. Hunterly.” She couldn’t help snickering–this guy was really into the role. “Although I must tell you, you do him justice.”

“Him who? Here, put me down.” He plopped down on the wooden turnstile and wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. “My hat, please.”

And a little more for good measure…

Oh, crap, she’d forgotten. She plucked it from beneath her arm and handed it to him, trying not to smile.

He seated it firmly on his head with a practiced air.

Corinne stared, her heart lurching in her chest. With the hat, the coat, the boots, this guy was the spitting image of the oil painting she’d discovered of the real Ian Hunterly, who’d been born in 1833 in London and died in 1868 in Cornwall. She looked closer, searching his face for some sort of prosthetic device. Actors never looked that close to the real thing without special effects. She frowned. His face looked like…well, his face. Clear, tanned skin and features that were obviously his own. The hairs on her arms pricked to attention.

With a strange glance at her, Ian fished in his pocket and produced a gold pocket watch.

Gaze riveted on the round, shiny object, her mouth dried and her blood turned icy in her veins. She’d seen that very watch in a museum in London two days ago. Disbelieving, she shook her head, her attention never leaving the timepiece. “Where did you get that? From the props department?”

But if he wasn’t shooting today, they wouldn’t have given it to him. And he damn sure wouldn’t be in costume. A chill zipped down her spine as she looked up at the watch’s owner, who stared back at her as if she were a lunatic.

That’s all for this week! Hoped you enjoyed it! See you next week!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.


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15 Responses to Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 03/26/2023 ~ Falling in Time~ “I Am Not An Actor”

  1. Carrie-Anne says:

    They’re at the ultimate cross-purposes in what they believe about one another! The idea of time travel might seem fun and exciting, but the reality of it wouldn’t immediately sink in to the average person.


  2. Oh…what a wonderful scene. Her disbelief is faltering… Nice!

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  3. Jeff S. Bray says:

    The issue with reading it bits is that we are here thinking, “why doesn’t she get it already?” because its been a month of snippets when it’s really been a page or two. Love the little reveals and how she is piecing it together.

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  4. This is always such a fun part of a time travel story, as reality sinks in for the unwitting traveler. Very well done, loving this so much!

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    • Jenna Jaxon says:

      Thank you so much, Veronica! It’s really fun to write it, too. I think I gauged how fast she comes to believe it on what it would take for me to accept that I’d time traveled. Something as specific as the watch would probably have done it for me. 🙂


  5. Nancy Gideon says:

    Let her try to talk her way out of this . . . once she grasps her true dilemma. Wonderful reading.

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  6. daryldevore says:

    LOL – he would be so insulted that she thought him a mere actor. Great scene.

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    • Jenna Jaxon says:

      Thank you, Daryl! 🙂 The theatre wasn’t a well-accepted profession (although playwrights had a better reputation than actors) in Victorian England. But everyone loved going to the theatre. Ah, the double-standard alive and well. 🙂


  7. Love the watch reference to the day before. Well played. You will give us the bit when she understands, right? Right????

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  8. Heather Boyd says:

    LOL I hope she catches on soon. There’s only so many more signs she should need.

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    • Jenna Jaxon says:

      I’d think it would be very hard to let go of the reality you’ve been told all your life–that time travel doesn’t exist–and start to believe. Perhaps romance writers would be easier to convince! LOL Thanks for stopping by, Heather!

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