Prove it! I think what gets me feeling itchy is all that emphasis on the facts of a life, while all the juicy, relevant, human oddity stuff gets left on the cutting room floor. Or that I made everyone call me "Bert" in ninth grade for no reason that I can think of. See what I mean? God is in the details.
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Prove it! I think what gets me feeling itchy is all that emphasis on the facts of a life, while all the juicy, relevant, human oddity stuff gets left on the cutting room floor. Or that I made everyone call me "Bert" in ninth grade for no reason that I can think of. See what I mean? God is in the details. So with that in mind, here is my bio.
Sort of. I ended up using the punchbowl box as an end table for two years. My dad was a Presbyterian minister. Yes, I am one of those dreaded P.
Be afraid. Be very afraid. The first story I ever wrote, in Mrs. It included colored pencil illustrations of manly-looking, bearded criminals smoking, and, oblivious to the fact that The Beatles had already sort of laid claim to the title, I called my novel, HELP. My mom still has a copy.
My favorite word is "redemption. My least favorite word is "maybe. My three worst habits are overeating, self-doubt, and the frequent use of the "f" word. The three things I like best about myself are my sense of humor, my ability to listen, and my imagination.
I have an artificial left eye. I lost my real eye in a car accident when I was eighteen. In fact, I had to have my entire face rebuilt because I smashed it up pretty good. It took six years and thirteen surgeries. But it sure was fun. Man, we were such dorks. Can we all say, mortified? The problem was, my friends were moving out of their house—everything was packed and on a truck—and there was nothing I could put on.
I spent the rest of the party maneuvering through throngs of people feeling like a giant squid. I got married in Florence, Italy. My husband and I were in love but totally broke, so we eloped and got married in Italy, where he was going on a business trip.
We had to pull a guy off the street to be our witness. It was incredibly romantic.
A Great and Terrible Beauty
On her sixteenth birthday, Gemma and her mother stroll through the Bombay market when they encounter a man and his younger brother. But Gemma is still tormented with her visions and is warned by the young man she had met in the market, Kartik, a member of an ancient group of men known as the Rakshana, dating all the way back to Charlemagne, that she must close her mind to these visions or something horrible will happen. During one of her visions, Gemma is led into the caves that border the school grounds. There, she finds a diary written 25 years earlier by a year-old girl named Mary Dowd who also attended Spence Academy and seemed to suffer from the same visions as Gemma, along with her friend, Sarah Rees-Toome. Through this diary, Gemma learns of an ancient group of powerful women called the Order and becomes convinced that her visions are linked to it. Members of the Order could open a door between the human world and other realms, help spirits cross over into the afterlife, and also possessed the powers of prophecy, clairvoyance, and what was considered the greatest force of all, the ability to weave illusions.
A Great and Terrible Beauty (Gemma Doyle Trilogy #1)