[stylist] chapter one- need feedback

Judith Bron jbron at optonline.net
Mon Nov 2 21:36:04 UTC 2009


The object is to win.  If they clinch in Philly at least they'll have their 
parade in the city.  Sorry, Barbara.  The Yanks are just better.
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Barbara Hammel" <poetlori8 at msn.com>
To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Monday, November 02, 2009 2:49 PM
Subject: Re: [stylist] chapter one- need feedback


> Unfortunately I have to give it to you.  But I hope they win tonight so 
> the fans don't have the thrill of winning at home.  Put me out of my 
> misery. I'm a National League fan.
> I must say, though, I used to hate it when WTBS would refer to the Braves 
> as America's team.  Truth be known, the Yankees are.  You either love 'em 
> or hate 'em.
> I just don't like Alex Rodriguez.
> Barbara
>
> The Hawkeyes are 9 and 0!  Let's go Iowa Hawkeyes!
>
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> From: "Judith Bron" <jbron at optonline.net>
> Sent: Monday, November 02, 2009 1:30 PM
> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
> Subject: Re: [stylist] chapter one- need feedback
>
>> Barbara, The Yanks are 3 games up on Philly's 1 game.  Let's go Yanks!
>> ----- Original Message ----- 
>> From: "Barbara Hammel" <poetlori8 at msn.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Sent: Monday, November 02, 2009 12:15 PM
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] chapter one- need feedback
>>
>>
>>> So are you saying with your chapter headings that what happens in 
>>> Chapter 1 is on the same day as what happens in chapter 2?
>>> Now if that's so, that makes me want to read the whole thing to know how 
>>> these lives will intertwine and which characters will it be that meet.
>>> Barbara
>>>
>>> The Hawkeyes are 9 and 0!  Let's go Iowa Hawkeyes!
>>>
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>>> From: "Judith Bron" <jbron at optonline.net>
>>> Sent: Sunday, November 01, 2009 11:58 AM
>>> To: "Stylist" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>>> Subject: [stylist] chapter one- need feedback
>>>
>>>> Perhaps I should have started with chapter one.  However, I wanted to 
>>>> make sure the reader would be just as engrossed in the second chapter 
>>>> as the first.  Obviously these first two chapters introduce the reader 
>>>> to the characters.  Judith
>>>>
>>>> CHAPTER ONE
>>>>
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> Curtis Cove, New York November 1977
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer's thoughts were a safe haven and the only place in the world 
>>>> she could escape to for security.  Usually while in her hypnotic state 
>>>> she managed to be cognizant of the world around her.  But this Saturday 
>>>> morning she was so deep in thought she managed to block out the sounds 
>>>> of people talking, kids playing and horns honking.    As she wandered 
>>>> aimlessly down the street in the teenage uniform of jeans, a sweater 
>>>> and navy ski jacket she thought about her inability to love anyone. 
>>>> Suddenly horns blared, tires squealed and sirens wailed.  She lay on 
>>>> the street oblivious to the sounds and horror engulfing her.
>>>>
>>>> Randy, captain of her high school football team, happened to be jogging 
>>>> down the street when the accident happened.  He ran to the scene and 
>>>> saw Jennifer lying in the street with a policeman hovering over her. 
>>>> "Is she all right?"
>>>>
>>>> "Don't know.  Just called for an ambulance.  Who is she?"
>>>>
>>>> "Jennifer Rabinowitz.  She lives a block from here."
>>>>
>>>> "Can you get her parents?"
>>>>
>>>> "She's an orphan.  I'll get her Foster mother.    Where are they taking 
>>>> her?"
>>>>
>>>> "Arthur Memorial Hospital.  They have a good trauma center.  They'll 
>>>> need her guardian's signature."
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer lay immobile, her long hair now covering her face.  Randy's 
>>>> inclination was to brush it aside, but he couldn't get that close. 
>>>> With one last glance at Jennifer he took off for the Hamilton house.
>>>>
>>>> When Sheila answered the door he blurted out the story.
>>>>
>>>> "Where is she?"
>>>>
>>>> "When I left the scene she was lying in the middle of the street.  The 
>>>> policeman said they're taking her to Arthur Memorial."
>>>>
>>>> Sheila grabbed her coat screaming to her other foster daughter, "Cindy, 
>>>> watch the kids.  There's an emergency!"
>>>>
>>>> One of the technicians at the scene yelled, "Get the oxygen. 
>>>> Respiratory distress!"
>>>>
>>>> Unaware of the flurry of activity around her Jennifer floated over her 
>>>> body ending up in a different place.  A woman approached her. 
>>>> "Jennifer, it's me, mommy.  I want you to know I love you.  Your time 
>>>> is not up. Your life will get better.  Everything will be fine, dear. 
>>>> I love you."
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer started following her mother.
>>>>
>>>> Sheila and Randy ran into the emergency room shortly after Jennifer had 
>>>> been brought in.
>>>>
>>>> The Waiting doctors began their examination immediately.  One doctor 
>>>> commanded, "Get me the defibrillator."
>>>>
>>>>  Oblivious to the furor around her Jennifer said, "Mommy, I want to 
>>>> stay here.  My life is awful.  I can't love anyone."
>>>>
>>>> "You need to continue.  Your life will get better.  Wonderful people 
>>>> will prove to you that you can love and be loved.  I love you.  Go back 
>>>> now."
>>>>
>>>> The medical staff brought the equipment necessary to resuscitate 
>>>> Jennifer. The doctors applied the panels to Jennifer's chest.  A huge 
>>>> burst of energy started her heart beating again.  Jennifer took a deep, 
>>>> labored breath.  In the hospital room a cheer went up among the doctors 
>>>> and nurses.  As soon as Jennifer began breathing on her own she was 
>>>> trundled at top speed to a CAT scan which showed the medical team that 
>>>> neither her spine nor limbs were broken.  She didn't have any internal 
>>>> bleeding.  Dr. Green thought, "This is one lucky girl."
>>>>
>>>> Randy and Sheila sat in the waiting room anxiously awaiting word about 
>>>> Jennifer.  Randy glanced at his watch.  "I have to call the coach to 
>>>> tell him I'm not playing this afternoon and Jennifer's not cheering. 
>>>> Be right back."
>>>>
>>>> Once Jennifer was put in a room Randy and Sheila kept vigil beside her 
>>>> bed gazing bleakly at the   oxygen, bottles of fluid and monitor. 
>>>> Sheila thought, "This is a nightmare!"
>>>>
>>>> Randy wondered if his friend would ever cheer for a football game 
>>>> again. After her recovery would she still be the most beautiful girl in 
>>>> the world?  Once she was back to normal would she continue to refuse 
>>>> his dates?
>>>>
>>>> An alarm on the monitor went off bringing nurses and doctors rushing 
>>>> into the room pushing the platform that held those paddles.   Ignoring 
>>>> the panic around her body Jennifer told her mother, "Mommy, I don't 
>>>> want to go back.  I'm different from the other kids.  They remind me 
>>>> all the time."
>>>>
>>>> "Don't worry about being different.  Everything will be fine.  You have 
>>>> a beautiful life ahead of you.  It's time to go back now."
>>>>
>>>> "No, Mommy!  Don't make me go!"
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer slammed back into her body, aware again of the pain.  The 
>>>> doctor lifted the defibrillator, vastly relieved.  "Welcome back, 
>>>> Jennifer. Hang in there."
>>>>
>>>> Randy leaned forward speaking to the girl in the bed.  "Keep fighting, 
>>>> Jennifer.  We're all praying for you."
>>>>
>>>> They kept their vigil beside her bed.  At one point Randy said, "It 
>>>> looks like she's stabilized.  I think I'd better head over to the 
>>>> field. Be back right after the game."  Sheila continued praying that 
>>>> her favorite foster child would be all right.  Jennifer seemed to be 
>>>> going in and out of consciousness.  She would open her eyes briefly 
>>>> before slipping back into either slumber or unconsciousness.  Sheila 
>>>> couldn't tell.  She just kept watching, waiting and praying while 
>>>> nurses and doctors entered the room to take Jennifer's vitals and read 
>>>> the monitors.
>>>>
>>>> When Randy got back after the game Jennifer woke for more than a few 
>>>> minutes.  Sheila asked, "How do you feel, Jennifer?"
>>>>
>>>> "Weak and sore.  When are they going to take away this oxygen?"
>>>>
>>>> "I'll check.  Can I get you something to eat?"
>>>>
>>>> "If it's not too much I would like a cheese sandwich."
>>>>
>>>> "Let me find out."
>>>>
>>>> After she left Randy said, "I played today.  Everyone sends their best 
>>>> wishes.  I was so upset that I blew a touchdown pass.  We lost."
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer responded weakly, "I'm sorry, Randy.  I know how much that 
>>>> trophy means to you."
>>>>
>>>> Carrying a sandwich and cup of juice Sheila appeared at her bedside. 
>>>> "The nurse said the doctor will be in soon to see about the oxygen.  I 
>>>> brought you a sandwich."
>>>>
>>>> "Thanks, Sheila."
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer started eating her sandwich and Sheila said, "I have to get 
>>>> going.  Cindy has plans for tonight and Ted has to work.  I'll send Ted 
>>>> up with your things.  I'll be back tomorrow morning."  She kissed 
>>>> Jennifer and left.
>>>>
>>>> A minute later a doctor came in.  "Good evening, Jennifer.  I'm Dr. 
>>>> Jackson.  I'm covering Dr. Green's patients tonight.  Mrs. Hamilton 
>>>> asked the nurse about the oxygen.  I want to keep it going until 
>>>> tomorrow morning.  Dr. Green will evaluate you at that time.  Is there 
>>>> anything else I can do for you?"
>>>>
>>>> "Can I take a shower?"
>>>>
>>>> "When the nurse comes in tomorrow she will help you with that.  Is 
>>>> everything else all right?"
>>>>
>>>> "I guess so.  Thanks."  He left the room.
>>>>
>>>> Jennifer turned to Randy.  "Thanks for everything, Randy.  I don't 
>>>> remember anything.  Can you tell me about it?"
>>>>
>>>> Randy described the activities that morning.  "A few times your heart 
>>>> stopped beating.  It was strange.  You looked so peaceful.  Do you 
>>>> remember anything?"
>>>>
>>>> She lied, "I don't remember a thing.  I had no idea it was that 
>>>> serious."
>>>>
>>>> "How are you feeling now?"
>>>>
>>>> "I still feel weak and sore, but other than that fine."
>>>>
>>>> "Can I ask you a serious question?"
>>>>
>>>> "Sure.  But please forgive me if I'm not in the mood to answer it."
>>>>
>>>> "What will it take for you to go out with me?"
>>>>
>>>> "Randy, there's a lot going on in my head.  I need time to straighten 
>>>> it all out.  Right now you are the best friend I have in the world. 
>>>> Just keep on being my friend.  That's the best thing you can do for 
>>>> me."
>>>>
>>>> "I know others give you a hard time about your last name.  Is that part 
>>>> of the problem you have to work out?"
>>>>
>>>> "That's a big part of it.  I don't know who I am.  You guys know your 
>>>> parents, what they expect from you and people to turn to when you need 
>>>> answers to important questions.  I haven't had that since I was two.
>>>>
>>>> I also have my career in clothing design to think about.  I guess right 
>>>> now that's my identity.  But how can you create an identity out of a 
>>>> spool of thread, a piece of cloth and sewing notions?  I need more than 
>>>> that.  I need to explore this Jewish thing.  I guess my parents were 
>>>> Jewish.  How else would I end up with a name like Rabinowitz?  Right 
>>>> now I don't know where to begin my search."
>>>>
>>>> "If there's anything I can do to help you just ask."
>>>>
>>>> "Randy, do I have all kinds of bruises on my face?"
>>>>
>>>> Randy smiled.  "You look like the most beautiful girl in the world who 
>>>> got into a fight and almost lost."
>>>>
>>>> "I guess I didn't lose.  When I get up my courage I'll look in the 
>>>> mirror."
>>>>
>>>> "You're looking tired.  I'll be back tomorrow morning."
>>>>
>>>> "Good night, Randy.  Thanks again."
>>>>
>>>>
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