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Mira’s Closet: 9/30/13 : Seeing Imagination

MClosetMira’s no fashionista, but she definitely has her own sense of style…
And now here’s an update on just that.

First an observation: I’ve noticed that when I write a story and I do all that I do to develop my characters, I don’t spend a lot of time on their attire. It seems that what my characters are wearing from scene to scene is one of those things I’d rather leave to the imagination of the reader. There are times, though, when what a character is wearing is very important or vital to a scene and therefore must be described. I’ve determined that because I’m such a visual person, anything that I can’t actually see, I’d rather imagine…Wonder how others feel about that?

Now here are some style tips from

Tori

my own personal fashion guru, trainer, and my physical inspiration for Mira.

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From the Daily Dish 09-20-13 white, alternating bottoms, accessorizing
images provided by Tori Jones

For more on style and fashion check out:

Celebrity Trends at WhoWhatWear: http://www.whowhatwear.com/

Fashion Medley: http://thefashionmedley.com/ (content advisory)

A Beautiful Mess: http://www.abeautifulmess.com/

My Style Pinboard: http://pinterest.com/toinette_thomas/my-style/

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EC: Giovanni's Angel Sample Sundays

Sample Sunday 14

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Here is approximately 100 – 150 words from a randomly selected original piece for your enjoyment. These samples can include excerpts from my all my WIPs and my Eternal Curse Series, but only as works in progress (not the final products). These samples of published and unpublished works are protected under the U.S. Copyright agreement.

Eternal Curse: Giovanni’s Angel chapter 4 (wip)

Mira didn’t know if she was truly terrified or compellingly intrigued. Was this all real or was she just dreaming? Mira slowly began to fade back into reality as she heard a deeply thunderous angelic voice call out to her, “Mira…Mira are you all right?” The sound of that voice calling out her name almost resembled the poetic melody and chorus of a love song. Her eyes opened with a glare in her vision as she began to focus and stare carefully. Finally, with clear wide-open irises, she realized that she had not been dreaming at all. It was all actually happening and he was actually real.

To see previous Sunday Samples featuring Eternal Curse: Giovanni’s Angel, please visit the Eternal Curse Series blog.

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Near Death Experience and Writing by Darlene Jones

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provided by D. Jones

Being a pedestrian hit by a car means multiple injuries and critical condition, but it’s not all doom and gloom. Well, okay, 99.9% of it is, but there are a few bright humorous moments.

I know I’m lying on the ground in the middle of the road. “Where are my kids? Where are my kids?” I open my eyes and see my son bending over me.

“It’s okay, Mom. We’re right here.”

“Where’s my purse? Where’s my purse.”

I can’t see my daughter, but I hear her say, “It’s okay, Mom. I have it right here.”

So, you see, I have my priorities in the right order.

In the emergency room, I say, “I wear contacts.”

A nice young intern hovers over me. “It’s okay, we took them out.” He holds a contact lens case a couple of inches from my eyes. “See, I have them right here.” Maybe he’s not so nice after all. Or, maybe I’ve been babbling a little too much?

Weeks later I’m transferred from the trauma unit to the rehabilitation hospital. I lie in bed with casts from the top of my legs to the tips of my toes. My right arm has been so badly dislocated that it’s useless.

A nurse comes in to tell me I’ll be going to physio and occupational therapy. Physio first. I’m taken to a room that looks like something out of the Spanish inquisition. Weird contraptions on the walls, with belts and straps and hooks that menace the helpless patient.

“Mrs. Jones, what are you doing here?” says a bright young thing I recognize as a former junior high student.

“Sandra, what are you doing here?”

“I’m your physiotherapist.”

I look again at the instruments of torture. “Oh, God, I hoped you liked me.” Turns out we get along just fine.

One evening the tall skinny nurse’s aide who is my favorite staff member offers to give me a shower.

“How can we do that?” I ask gesturing to my casts. Not a problem for her. She wraps both my legs in green garbage bags, wheels me on a gurney to the shower room, proceeds with a shampoo, and sprays the top half of my body. Never has a shower felt so good…

To see the rest of this article and learn more about Darlene Jones, visit the ECS blog.

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