So, on this sunny Wednesday, I thought I'd leave a snippit from the start of the novel. I am only on page 10 of this work, but I have a personal writing retreat planned for this coming weekend and hope to get lots of good writing behind me.
Forgive the lousy formatting. I blame it all on blogger.
Jade pulled aside the living room curtain and peered out into her
backyard. “He’s digging again.”
“Leave your brother alone,” her mother said without turning away from the television program. Drew Carey’s The Price Is Right was on, which happened to be her mother’s favorite show. Jade’s mother could name the price of just about anything – from a round tin of Turtle Wax to a brand new sailboat. Jade thought it was the weirdest thing for her mother to know, given the fact that she hadn’t held down a steady job in Jade’s living memory. Shopping - for car wax or sailboats - required money they did not have.
“I’m not doing anything,” Jade said.
Her mother raised a single eyebrow.
“I’m not,” she insisted further. “He could dig to China, for all I care.”
“Four eighty-nine!” Her mother hollered at the program. “Four eighty-nine, everyone knows the price of that detergent!” She threw her arms up in disgust. “Idiots!"
The newest of Drew’s Beauties flipped over a little square below the box of detergent. Black letters showed the price - $4.89.
By her mother’s imaginary account, she had won exactly twenty seven showcase showdowns on The Price is Right. She also claimed winning two trips to Europe, nineteen braaand new cars and even a his and hers set of motor scooters.
Jade turned back to the window. Her brother Paul was chest deep in a hole and digging deeper all the time. His long, jet hair clung to his cheeks in sweaty strands and the black eyeliner he wore was smudged and streaked. He looked up for a moment and caught his little sister’s gaze.
She quickly dropped the curtain.