Love Theories – Short Stories Collection
By
C Clark Jefferson
Blurb:
In
our lifetime, we all experience it. It’s that intimate tugging at our heart
that controls our thoughts and our actions. Love Theories is a fly-on-the-wall
moment into how others interpret and ultimately function given varying
heart-to-heart interactions involving the universal feeling of LOVE.
Xiomora
is a bi-racial teen struggling to find her place in life. Antonia, a recent
college grad, meets a disc jockey and ends up in a world of trouble. A
blue-collar working Wyatt, battles an unfair system to clear his name after his
wife’s sudden disappearance. Majesty and Ainslie, best friends, face life
challenges but with different responses. Jordan—the fearless, punctual, and
sometimes ruthless venture capitalist—stands her ground in a male dominated
industry. A Barbadian girl with big dreams leaves her home country in pursuit
of higher education in the United States. A career-driven Angelina, once
blinded by love, tries to give Cupid’s arrow another chance despite her
mother’s interference. And the list goes on along this journey into the lives
of an interracial couple, a culturally-biased doctor, a fraud examiner who has
to withdraw from a case that involves her ex-lover, a rich man seeker, and a
single mom who left her former church on bad terms.
They are each normal, everyday people, but they
all are dealing with the most common and universal emotion known to man. Love
Theories asks the question: How do YOU equate LOVE?
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Author Bio:
C Clark Jefferson is author of Love Theories Short Stories Collection, correspondent, blogger, playwright, speaker and writing coach. She was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois and has been writing since the age of nine. She obtained her MBA from Keller Graduate School of Management and studied abroad in London, United Kingdom while attending undergraduate school.
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In The Middle
The
breezy weather blows the palm tree leaves in a mild way as the green-violet
colored hummingbird sucks out the nectar from one of her neighbor’s plants. Out
of nowhere, a large honey bee goes around in circles, making loud buzzing
noises while she’s moving in the opposite direction, trying to fan the stinging
creature away from her. Obviously the Cotton Candy scented Calgon body mist she
sprayed after swim class caught the bee’s attention. Just like Calgon’s slogan,
she was hoping the day would could where someone would take her away from the
madness at home.
The
cookie-cutter, Orange County homes with driveways filled with cars,
motorcycles, and children playing in the nearby park, wasn’t much different
than the interior of her home. It was a neighborhood that screamed of peace,
comfort and security.
Looks
can be deceiving.
Before
reaching the steps to the house, a sharp pain rushed through her ear, reminding
her of that terrible day.
“Look at you. Rough hair, light eyes, thick lips and you’re much too big for a Chinese girl. You won’t make any friends. In my country, your kind is nothing more than peasant farmers.” Her mother spoke in a tone slightly above a whisper as her daughter’s eyes began to flood her face with tears.
“Look at you. Rough hair, light eyes, thick lips and you’re much too big for a Chinese girl. You won’t make any friends. In my country, your kind is nothing more than peasant farmers.” Her mother spoke in a tone slightly above a whisper as her daughter’s eyes began to flood her face with tears.
“Showing
feelings means no self-control.” A grin appears moments before the wooden spoon
is swung across her daughter’s head. And to make matters worse, this was her
first day of starting kindergarten.
As
the door opens, she sees her mother mopping the kitchen floor. A curt whisper
of “hello” escapes her lips as she makes a beeline to her room. The blinking
cursor on the blank email silently mocked Xiomora as she stared at the computer
screen in front of her. Mei enters the room without as much as a knock on the
door.
“Is
something wrong?”
Xiomora
has been through this same routine enough times to know that something’s behind
the act of kindness coming from her mother’s lips.
“No,
mother, nothing’s wrong.”
Mei
stares for a moment, but Xiomora continues to sit at the computer, staring at
nothing and praying that she could be left alone. Immediately, the door is shut
and Xiomora is happy as a clam in high tide. At times, she feels like Waverly
from The Joy Luck Club. Just like Waverly, she’s criticized by her mother for
having too many American ways, which puts a relationship barrier between the
two of them. Just like Lindo Jong, Mei left her home country under unfavorable
terms and hasn’t gotten mentally acclimated with North America. Bother
Waverly’s and Xiomora’s mothers wanted them to become a prodigy for showoff
purposes.
Xiomora
goes to her Facebook account and her friends Svetlana, Kate, and Moon’s pages.
Svetlana’s part Russian and Native American. She used to attend UHS with
Xiomora, but her family moved to a small British Virgin Island of Bequia to
tend to their boating business. She’s tall, blond, slim, piercing baby blue
eyes and has the typical directness of an Eastern European. Kate, on the other
hand, is popular, a teen model, fashionista, and a little envious of Xiomora
because her runway walk is better. Moon is the complete opposite of all four.
The raspberry colored haired, gothic-clothing wearing Latino hodgepodge, likes
to smoke and read about Astrology. Xiomora looks at pictures of Kate’s modeling
shoot on her page.
I
wanted to be a model, but she prefers the violin and I hate that thing. She
says inside her mind. Kate must have read her mind because she sends a chat
message to Xiomora.
“How’s
everything with you and your mom?” she asks out of pure concern.
“The
same,” Xiomora quickly responds without giving it a moment’s thought.
She
then types, “Hello” in the small chat box to Moon, but she hasn’t noticed that
Moon has already logged out.
Svetlana
sends an inbox message to her.
Before
she could respond to her friend, she hears her mother’s footsteps a distance
away from the room. To be on the safe side, Xiomora abruptly shuts down her
computer. She then lays on her bed to listen to music. Xiomora had used her
savings from her allowance to buy a MP3/MP4 player so she could have a chance
to listen to music that she liked. She setup a password on her laptop to make
sure that her mother couldn’t repeat her previous action of deleting all her
old songs and replacing them with classical and traditional Chinese music.
“Mei,
why did you do that?” Mr. Greene was home from work early one day and clearly
not in the mood for nonsense.
Mei
proceeded to tell her father every associated superstition she could think of
as rationale for why she changed the music. Mr. Greene, on the other hand, had
no problem with the music selection she listened to. His main concern as a
parent was to keep her off the pole and to make sure she didn’t follow the
tradition of some of his trifling sisters and nieces by depending on the
government system for the rest of her life. He was willing to work three jobs a
day to make sure that never happened.
“You’ve
been home all day, why is this house untidy?” Clyde asked his wife in a mean
manner.
Mei
remained silent.
Clyde
is offended, “Mei did you hear what I just said?”
Not
in the mood to be confrontational with him, she quickly spits, “I was getting
around to it.”
She
walks away without giving him a chance to ask anything else. Xiomora is glad
Mei was out of sight, so she resumes listening to her music while Clyde walks
to his study.
Later
that same day, Mei still tried to harass Xiomora. While behind the sanctity of
her closed bedroom door, Xiomora heard her mother’s footsteps long before she
came barging in.
The
weekend came and went. Monday evening came quicker than a black mamba hunts
down its prey. Xiomora had a light day at school, no homework and she was in
her room reading a fashion magazine. As usual her mother was in one of her
moments. “Why aren’t you reading music sheets?” She sighed loudly when she
noticed that the wooden spoon hadn’t hit XiXi as intended. “When you come home,
you are to study violin.”
After
her initial questioning, Mei began to chastise Xiomora for not being smart and
dependent like traditional Asian girls and belittling her for not having a GPA
over 4.0.
“I’ll
excuse your ignorance since you are part of that other race.”
Not
believing what she just heard, Xiomora was speechless. Her father happened to
be standing behind his wife. He took off his glasses and gave Mei a disgusted
look before uttering, “What did you just say?”
Is there a message in your novel that you want
readers to grasp?
I want readers to gain
understanding of how backgrounds, experiences, values, and culture all play a part
in how each of the characters perceive love.
Was there an Author who inspired you to write?
Currently I am in awe of
international writers such as Isabel Allende, Don Miguel Ruiz (Four
Agreements), and Paulo Coehlo (The Alchemist),
How did you come up with the characters in your
books?
The characters were created
around the plots of the story. Then I started thinking of attribute and
affiliations of the characters I wanted in each story. I also focused on their
strengths and weaknesses as well. I want the names to be memorable but also
unique. Some characters you will find are bold, misguided, misunderstood, nice,
patient, impatient, but most importantly human.
What are your current projects?
My current writing projects
are several stage plays in the works (to be in readings and some
self-produced); two of them are Christian plays. As far as books, there’s an
ebook collaboration and my second single book will be a life guide for girls
13-21 who are struggling with weight and self-esteem issues.
Do you see writing as a career?
I do plan to maximize my
writing endeavor. My ultimate goal is to have a writing school for all writing
genres.
Do you ever picture yourself and one of your
heroines? If so, which one? No
Do you have a favorite heroine/hero from one of
your books? If so, who? No
What kind of research do you do for your books?
It varies. For this book I
conducted interviews, online research and read books on a few of the subject
matters addressed in the book.
What is the hardest part of writing your book?
The hardest part in writing Love Theories was actually the
first story In the Middle because it
deals with a teenager who’s African/Asian American and torn between two
cultures forcing her to lose her identity. This story involved going deep into
the Asian culture. I was always cautious of the wording and making sure the
story didn’t contain offensive scenes.
If you could say
anything to your readers what would it be?
Love Theories can be purchased on amazon or createspace.com.
When you purchase, read the stories cover-to-cover, have discussions about the
book, recommend it to others, share on social media, and post reviews of the
book on amazon. Also sign up at www.dawritediva.com
to join the mailing list to receive updates, event information, blogs, and much
more! Soon I will be doing periscopes on subject matters related to the book as
well.
What is your favorite
Genre and why?
I enjoy readings of the fiction, biography, non-fiction,
memoir, theatre, self-help, health, business, DIY Crafts, short stories, and
Christian genres.
Do you prefer to
write alone or do you like to collaborate with other authors?
Actually I prefer both because as a writer there’s always
room for growth.
Do you ever get
writer’s block? If so, how do you get through it?
Yes. Some of the ways I overcome it is with long walks, take
drives, go for massage appointments, and take photo images in natural settings.
Here’s a blog post I written about writer’s block; http://www.dawritediva.com/all-things-related-to-writing/sometimes-i-just-cant-write/
When you are reading
a book, who is your favorite author?
I don’t have a favorite author because I read anywhere from
2-8 books per month depending on the month and how busy things are.
Do you come up with
the cover or does someone else do it?
I used a graphic artist to design the book cover. All I did
was mention the book size, color schemes, and a few more details of the design.
The rest was all her doing!
If you could change
anything in your writing what would that be?
As an individual I am constantly evolving meaning that my
perspectives change and so does my writing. Right now I am comfortable in my
writing style and voice but I am always open to improvements. I read articles,
blogs, and speak with other writers regarding techniques and so forth.
Improvement doesn’t necessary mean skills, it can be writing a new genre or
working with fellow writers.
What book if any
would you want to be made into a movie?
I would love to see two of the stories in Love Theories
become a movie: Broken Silence and Right Person Wrong Place.
Who would you want to
play the hero/heroine?
At this time I don’t have anyone in mind to play the main
characters but when the opportunity presents itself, that’s when I will think
about it in more detail.
Everyone uses
computers, tablets, phones and no one uses handwritten form or typewriters,
what do you prefer to use?
I use both manual (pen, paper) and also electronics in
writing. They both serve a purpose.
Is there a ritual you
do everything before you begin your book?
Before I write I draft a partial outline of the story, write
down character descriptions including strengths and weaknesses and organize a
writing calendar so that I can stay on schedule. Depending on the plot
inclusion, research is conducted before I start the writing process.
What do you do when
you finish your book and turn it in to the editor?
Once the manuscript is completed and submitted to the
editor, I work on all the other aspects of the self-publishing process. Editing
is the longest so that gives me time to take care of legal matters, register
the book, create the marketing plan, start generating buzz about the book, get
a cover designed, etc.
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