I apologize for neglecting this blog and not posting “Notes” for a whole month. It doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing, because I have! Right now, I’m stuck right at the beginning of the story, and I’m actually having a lot of fun laying the ground work for Renata’s behavior, feelings, and personality that comes later in the parts I’ve already written. I’m also having a lot of fun writing a sister dynamic between Renata and her sister Marianna. Since my own sister, Marissa, is one of my very best friends, confidants, and person I turn to for feedback, I’m honoring her with a part of the story.

Words written: 573
Setting: Seattle
Perspective: Renata’s Narrative

Favorite part:

“Follow me,” she said hastily as she brushed past me. I put the sunglasses I was modeling back onto the rack and followed behind her into Alistair Apparel’s most luxurious dressing room. Not only did I have a blood connection to one of Seattle’s trendiest boutiques, but I had a professional one as well. I was on a first name basis with Vlad Alistair, a designer and the proprietor of the boutique. JD Designs was hired to rebrand the label, shop, and website, just in time for a three-city expansion to Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Aspen. Since a pair of jeans started at $250, and my closet of clothes looked more like Gap and less like Guess, I had never actually bought anything at Alistair Apparel, even though Marianna was constantly teasing me about my bland wardrobe. Mari, herself, was always up on the latest trends, and spent the majority of paycheck to adapt to it. So tonight’s trip into the boutique had Marianna far more excited than it had me. I was now in her world and she was going to enjoy every moment of it.

© 2009 Rochelle Michael